Speaking of which, despite the fact that my name in no way resembles anything bird-related, I never discuss birds, I remain quite birdless and that I am, in-fact, still not a damned bird, Facebook ads continue their steadfast obsession with birds - parrots, in particular. Let's take a freaking gander.
Pretty standard stuff here. Except if your parrot can't whistle, it's probably a hamster. Look into it.
Things do get a little strange, though.
Facebook's overflowing, nearly infinite wisdom has now decided that I would make a stellar drug counselor. Ha! You're not a trip, Facebook - you're a 50-foot fall!
