I am neither pig nor bird. I am a flightless, legless, armless blob of (actually it is unclear what). I am beloved by all children under the age of 10 and insufferable to all parents forced to buy my paraphernalia. I am Angry Bird. The concentration of Pig to Bird, by the way, is actually surprisingly high. It seems to me to be about 40%. An excellent naming opportunity for the bird. Obviously the bird has a better agent.
Related: Moms Who Don't Fit the Profile
Post a Comment