Well it cost me thirty bucks to fix my budgie
When the little blighter only cost me five
And the bludger wakes me early in the morning,
It's got me puzzled how he survives.
One night I'll feed him to the tom cat.
Instead of worrying about him when we go away.
No-one wants to feed a shitty budgie,
When everyone's on holiday




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I know that if you hit an animal in the right spot with a bullet it kills them quickly, but I felt decieved and couldn't help wondering if whoever had fired the gun had made sure they had killed her cleanly and she hadn't suffered. My poor pony. Enough to say I never forgave my dad for not getting the vet to put my friend down properly and how I wanted it to be done to be sure she died quickly and cleanly. 




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