A crow-calling whistle and a small tin of peanuts.
Presumably the peanuts to lure squirrels, and the whistle to sic your black-feathered demon army on them, you sicko
I’m indifferent to squirrels... but my city has hired a falconer to scare the crows away with hawks, so now the crows symbolize the oppressed masses being persecuted by the state.
Out there is someone with a hawk-whistle and a jar of raisins. I pray that you too shall never meet.
I doubt the falconer would have any issue with me—I’m helping to keep them employed.
Look, would you stop being reasonable for a second and just fight already?
A crow-calling whistle and a small tin of peanuts.
Presumably the peanuts to lure squirrels, and the whistle to sic your black-feathered demon army on them, you sicko
I’m indifferent to squirrels... but my city has hired a falconer to scare the crows away with hawks, so now the crows symbolize the oppressed masses being persecuted by the state.
Out there is someone with a hawk-whistle and a jar of raisins. I pray that you too shall never meet.
I doubt the falconer would have any issue with me—I’m helping to keep them employed.
Look, would you stop being reasonable for a second and just fight already?
That’s what I’m secretly training the crows for.