I got home from work a little bit before 1PM today. When I walked in the door I heard a strange sound. It was a bit of a squawking sound so I was very confused. I looked around the house but didn't hear it again. Then while I was eating lunch I heard it again. I thought maybe Jesse had left his computer speakers on or something. After lunch I went out to the screened in porch and was cleaning when I heard the noise again. It was really loud and scared the shit out of Barbaro, Willie and I. I looked up and there was a big ass pheasant in the neighbor's back yard. Every once in a while it squawked and then went about it's business. I figured I would see ghetto cats and thugs in my backyard, but didn't really expect to see a pheasant. It's a couple yards down now but still really loud.
If only I had a bb gun...
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Pleasant Pheasant at the neighbor's
What are you doing here?
You must be leaving very soon.
This is Detroit, you queer!
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