There once was a man named Albatross.
Throughout his life he heard from people left and right tell jokes on him.
He then attended a bird watching meeting with an arsenal of bird puns.
There were no survivors of the murder-suicide.
The end.
(More of a plot than a story because I wanted people filling in their own thoughts of what happened in between.)
Throughout his life he heard from people left and right tell jokes on him.
He then attended a bird watching meeting with an arsenal of bird puns.
There were no survivors of the murder-suicide.
The end.
(More of a plot than a story because I wanted people filling in their own thoughts of what happened in between.)