Jake walks into the room. “Hi mike, nice dodo bird you got there.” Mike replies “yeah his name is Albert. Can’t wait to cook him.” “Isn’t that the last living dodo bird though?” … “Yes” Jake looks at mike. His cold dark eyes pierce mikes soul. Mike knows something is wrong. “Let me go get you a frying pan for you.” Jake says. “Alright don’t take to long.” Mike is terrified at this point. He doesn’t want to hurt his friend but he wants to cook the bird. He makes one final conclusion. “I’ve got the frying pan!” Yells Jake as he comes running towards Mike. Bang! Mike shot Jake in the knee. “Haha, loser. Frying pans are nothing compared to guns. Imma go cook him now.” Jake dies from loss of blood and Mike gets a tasty drumstick from Albert. “Tastes like chicken. KFC would be better.” The end 🐋