I've had just enough time to... eat a few angry birds.
Taken of the advance force of angry birds that I found in Bidor, Malaysia. They were eaten by me.
Once in a
while, we will have an invasion by an alien force that swarm through all our
defenses. We were fooled by their disguise, their cuteness and let our guards
down. Before we know it, they are everywhere – in the bags we carried, the
clothes that we wore, dangling from key chains, hanging from ceilings, there is
no stopping them.
First, they
stole our children’s heart, then their grannies’ pockets. They decimated our
adult’s time and ate at their mind till they yelped at high scores and mourned
when they could not bring a building down. They made them into zombies that
could only move their fingers to pull at illusionary catapult to send angry
birds flying. And crashing. And the monkeys have the last laugh.
I belong to
the special force that tried to stem this invasion. I found some angry birds
taking hold in a small town called Bidor in Malaysia that is famed for their
herbal duck soup. Their evil
scheme here was to take over the gastronomy delight of this small town and I
was sent to disrupt their plan of conquest. So I did my part to reduce the
population of angry birds there by eating them! But there are just too many. I
tried my best and live to talk about it. I don’t know about you but I find angry
birds rather yummy.
