Kickass, the doorstop dog, while trying to maintain his sanity in the face of the continuous global tragic-comedy has been focusing his attention on the backyard bird feeder and reports the following: a passenger pigeon gorged on sunflower seeds to the point that it was unable to fly and hooked a ride with a flamingo headed for Minnesota. Several ruby-throated humming birds have impaled themselves on a lump of suet and are unable to hum. A robin swat team plucked all of the red feathers from a cardinal and then painted it orange. And so it goes as the Wisconsin winter claws deeper into the mental fabric of the citizenry. The keeper, meanwhile, is carefully watching the White House search for someone to head the space agency—someone who would save millions by not believing in gravity.
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