So what to you think? Perfect for the Academy Awards? What to you mean, I’m not invited?

So what to you think? Perfect for the Academy Awards? What to you mean, I’m not invited?
Hey, every girl has a bad feather day and this is mine.
I hate holidays. I feel like I put on five pounds. Honey, do I look fat in these feathers?
Dumb egret almost crashes into me and then says, “Don’t get your feathers ruffled.” Seriously?
I may not be a peacock, but I am surely the next best thing you’ll see around here.