Falconry day! Falconry day!

[sharpasafawkes]

[today on one of the more open areas there's a helpful set of pamphlets, clearly made for kids about the ~wonders of falconry~ perches for the birds, species info and all sorts of fun facts!

...now only if the birds themselves didn't look so annoyed.]

Comments

[misswexler]

Do you know how to do this?

[misswexler]

Most other people made it sound like you were either miserable or in a constant state of unbearable tedium.

[solipsismmortal]

Unbeara--hah! I like that! That's a good one.

[misswexler]

Really terrible puns come with the high school territory. [also she wanted to see if it would make him laugh. she had a feeling it might.]

[solipsismmortal]

Always good ta have a sense of humor about these things.

[misswexler]

This whole place is kind of a joke.

[solipsismmortal]

You think so?

[misswexler]

It certainly isn't funny but it sure has the sensibilities of a fifteen year old boy's attempts at humour.

- unless they were just yanking my chain and there wasn't really a rain of penises.

[solipsismmortal]

I don't think it's a joke at all. Honestly, that sounds kinda insultin'.

[misswexler]

Because this mess strikes you as respectful?

[solipsismmortal]

It ain't no five-star hotel, but fer some folks it's home. They don't got nowhere else ta go, so they make it hospitable. I gotta respect that.

[misswexler]

Yeah, well. I always thought it was kind of amazing, what hu - people can make out of an absolute shit situation.

[solipsismmortal]

[eyebrow raise]

[misswexler]

[coughs, looks away and down] Anyway, can I just stick to hoping there won't be any more rains of penises? I guess if it's a good thing for some people, I won't wish it obliterated from existence by the laws of physics.

[solipsismmortal]

[chuckles]

Yer an interestin' gal.

[misswexler]

Why thank you, sirrah.