So earlier today a quail flew into my window, and was knocked unconscious I had to leave right after it happened but my dad said he would look after it to see if it would make it through… an hour later in a coffee shop I get a pic msg-
‘Roasted quail for dinner, I think it turned out a little raw..’ a few minutes later I receive another txt msg from my dad saying.. 'Oh by the way.. he didn't make it.’
You know that song by James Blunt where he says ‘My life is brilliant, my life is pure, I saw an angel of that I’m sure.’ This relates back to my entire life, and what ensued tonight in a hilarious crude way. I’m going to go die happy. TAKE ME JESUS.
-you walk into your brothers room unannounced and see him quickly cover his lap while laying in his bed… but hes holding tweezers at the same time… then you just hold a hand up.. stopping any excuse or explanation from him… and just exit the room with an understanding that neither you, or he will speak of this moment again.