Dude, that so wasn't cool. Some weirdo yesterday totally tried to eat the old librarian lady and I had to whip out my butt-kicking skills. He pulled out some of my feathers! It
hurt, jeez. And he totally wouldn't stay down, even though I
heard his nose break, so I grabbed the old lady and ran.
And now I'm hiding in a tree
with this laptop I stole. I also have a fan, now, apparently, though she seems to think I'm an angel. Yeah, sure, Lady. Because angels wear dirty denim and ripped t-shirts and oversized jackets they pulled out of a dumpster.
Sorry, Max. I'm in a park, if that helps?