“Let me see if I understand you.”

“Over exposure! A plain simple case of over exposure that’s all it is.”

“Jayson you did know it was a tropical South America bird. That lives in the heat and not the snow.”

“Yes, Yes. But I thought it would like to learn about its’ new environment.”

“So you took it snowboarding? Jayson did you know that was the last surviving bird of its’ kind”

“Yes. Yes. Yes. I even used my sense. I wrapped a scarf around its’ neck to keep it warm.”

“Jayson the bird is dead! How will you explain that to your mother?”

“As I said,a simple case of over exposure.”

“Jayson do you know how much your mother wager on that bird.”

“Maybe we can send it to that guy and get it clone.”

“I strongly suggest that you either make strong prayers or bury yourself alive.”

“So,what are we going to do?”

“Not we. I’m calling my travel agent to find out if there are any inter-galaxy travels scheduled for today.I don’t want to be no where near the Milky Way when your mom comes home.”

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