As my friend Kermit always sings:

As my friend Kermit always sings:
Look, up inthe sky. It’s a bird. It’s a plane. Oh, nevermind, it’s just an egret.
Never mind those red-bellied birds, I am the best looking woodpecker in this wetland. And I sing
Ten men waiting for me at the door? Send one of them home, I’m tired. (Mae West)
Do you really imagine for one minute you are going to win this staring contest? I thought not.
Hey people, Fran Lebowitz was right, “The opposite of talking isn’t listening. The opposite of talking is waiting.” Have a seat.
Man, I really wish I came with a rear view mirror.
Twain was right: “While the rest of the species is descended from apes, redheads are descended from cats.” Meow.
They say the eyes have it. Mine certainly do.
Silly egret, don’t even think of landing on this tree. Mine means mine and I have the talons to insure it.