[quote][b]The Sheriff tucks you into bed and slumps into his rocking chair next to your night stand[/b][/quote] Y'know I've always wondered what it would be like to be a duck. A meaningless existence, only good for swimming and other duck like things. [i]*the fire snaps and cracks in the fireplace*[/i] All dayyy, flap flap flap... All dayyy, quack quack quack... [i]*rain crackles on the rooftop*[/i] What's the point? Well, there's none. But in a way, it's poetic. Birds watch us. They know us. Maybe more than we know ourselves. Government operated services? Maybe. But if they're not, they worship us, while understanding their own power and place in the universe. [i]*spurt of the febreeze fragrance machine*[/i] All they have to look forward to is the garlic bread we lowly humans share with them. Are we pitying them? Or are we trying to befriend them to fill the void of loneliness in each one of our lives? [i]*the rocking chair creaks*[/i] I don't know. But one things for sure. Garlic Bread. The bridge between humanity and nature. Friends and enemies. Good and evil. Heroes and villains. Families and friends... [i]*the oven alarm goes off*[/i] Oh, that must be the cookies. Let me go take them out