Don’t chicken out, birdies. It’s not your swan song; all is in pecking order. You’re still online and flocking together. At first, you might feel hawkward but you can wing it and log anywhere without perches-ing. Don’t eSkype. Face the book, beak up and keep tweeting. It’s free as a bird. And you have a bird’s eye view on all the Windows of the world. Have a hen party with a good Data, a good Byte to eat, lots of laughter and Googling, and sing, “I will raven never more.”
Don’t chicken out, birdies. It’s not your swan song; all is in pecking order. You’re still online and flocking together. At first, you might feel hawkward but you can wing it and log anywhere without perches-ing. Don’t eSkype. Face the book, beak up and keep tweeting. It’s free as a bird. And you have a bird’s eye view on all the Windows of the world. Have a hen party with a good Data, a good Byte to eat, lots of laughter and Googling, and sing, “I will raven never more.”
Claudia wins with the first entry.
I think that couple at dead center are thinking about doing the nasty.