Come on, follow me Billy. I mean what could possibly go wrong?
The Bard of Avon was right, My soul is in the sky!
Nabakov was so right, “The evening is the time to praise the day”
Okay, so you are the white sheep of the Ardeidae family. You’re still an egret to us.
Good old Joey. There’s one like him in every crowd, always has to stick out.
So when they add synchronous flying to the Olympics, we are so ready!
Today I’ll be Starsky and you be Hutch.
I have to find a safer neighborhood, this one is downright dangerous!
We’re flying the Missing Man formation, in honor of our cousins who recently perished in the wetland
I know you’ve been trying to conceive for a month without luck. Why not give me a try?