The Purple Goop.

A bird does not sing because it has an answer,
It sings because it has a song.

well, there was this small little bird peacefully sitting in our backyard. it didn't move an inch when we stepped closer and closer towards it, and when i saw its funny wizard-like grey eyebrows, i had to take a picture of it. after a while, though, it started chirping and singing - all the while standing in the exact same place we found it. then suddenly, it flew away. and what we were left with - hmm, well, it didn't really impress my mom.


yes, it's just bird droppings - but don't you think it looks like some alien's purple goop randomly splattered on the floor? haha, maybe it's just me.