Saturday, November 18, 2017

Faux Flamingos in a Pile


The story goes like this: A flock of faux flamingos was soaring over Ocala on a Sunday afternoon. One of the NRA's local mental midgets woke up from an alcohol-induced slumber, looked out the window and saw what he thought were Russian jets (a little pink, but close enough), so he grabbed his AK-47 (used only for hunting, of course) and blasted the flamingos out of the sky. When they fell, they landed in a pile.

This is the pile.

10 comments:

Bill said...

and no one is going to be held accountable, imagine that.

William Kendall said...

Just one more of them and they're going to launch their plan to take over the world.

Petrea Burchard said...

You know, we shouldn't allow faux flamingos into the country anyway. I mean, what are they, French?

Kay said...

Hey, Lowell. Do get with it. AK-47s: they're not just for hunting anymore. Keep one in every room, just in case. You know. Just in case your neighbor's too noisy. Or you had a bad day at work. Or the sky's too blue and you're off your meds. Or you need to defend yourself against government intrusion. Now, don't we all feel a whole lot safer?

Shammickite said...

Clever faux flamingoes to aim for the bucket as they plummeted out of the sky. Smart birds. But obviously not smart enough to outsmart the local NRA.

Sharon said...

A very funny story....until you really think about it.
I've never seen pink flamingos for sale like that before. What a sight to see.

PerthDailyPhoto said...

Not only your faux flamingo story but also above comments made me smile from ear to ear Lowell ๐Ÿ˜€๐Ÿ˜€

Taken For Granted said...

Lowell, you have a wonderful imagination. Those faux flamingos are just pressed together to keep warm being a southern bird that needs heat and sunlight.

stardust said...

Poor faux flamingos. Let’s change a gun to a camera. No mass slaughter anymore!

Yoko

Laura. M said...

Buena caza Lowell๐Ÿ˜‰๐Ÿ™‹
Un abrazo.

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