Mildly disturbing scatological humor to follow. You’ve been warned…
James and I were standing outside, listening for owls.
J: “We should rig up the CD player out here, and play the owl calls! I bet we could get one to come out here and go nuts! And attack us!”
U: “You want an owl to attack us.”
J: “It’d be cool!”
U: “You do realize that a great horned owl is like a foot and a half tall, with claws.”
J: “Bah! I’ve crapped things a foot and a half tall with claws!”
U: “…”
U: “Yeah, but what was the wingspan?”
J: “Before or after its flight?”
At that point I decided to cut my losses and go inside…
