God give me strength... Thank you for absolutely nothing, SINSULL. I can see where this is going. I know perfectly well what that bird died of. It died of too much strong drink and a hyperactive personality. But will anyone listen to me? I doubt that. No, I can see where this is going...straight to the highest priced veterinary lab in the region. That's after I extract the late Tony from his grave in the backyard of the Vicar's Inn. Bloody hell. - WW-J p.s. Olive Whatnoll, I am going to give your husband another talking parrot, since you miss the first one so badly. One that can curse in 3 languages. Perhaps I'll give him 2 or 3 parrots that can talk. And a mynah bird too. Possibly a live warthog or a Canadian wolverine as well. Perhaps a large, vicious mandrill baboon. I'll have them all flown in and delivered straight to your door, free of charge. Just wait for it.
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