So I just saw two Northern Flickers (birds) doing a courtship dance. I was totally bummed that they flew away to do their little cloacal kiss in private.
My sister calls me a southern belle from hell. If you need to find me, I'm probably down in Mississppi and up to no good. And I bet I can burp louder than you.
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