We were driving home from Tim's office the other day and there were hundreds of birds in the road, on the wires above, in the grass beside the road - all around.
I honked the horn as we approached and they started flying around. Anne piped up from the back seat, "Wow Mom! It's a poop tunnel!" Then after we passed them all, "Did they get us?" I said, "Nope." She said kind of quietly, "They made a poop tunnel and they failed."
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