So everyone knows how I posted about me hitting a bird. Well at least one of you does.
Anyway, I get home and there is a package on my computer chair with the name Shane on it. I, knowing it is April Fools Day, expected something terrible.
Not this terrible. I opened it up and found a black bird, either fake or dead. I screamed like no other person truly can. I wish that someone would have been around to hear me because I know that one of my roomies had to be involved. I do not like who ever was involved. I am almost hyperventilating right now. Any way the wrath of Shane will be experienced. I will get my sweet revenge. This I vow.