One summer evening Sandi and I were walking in Doylestown (actually, sitting in Doylestown eating water ice) when a guy walked by with a woman who looked like his mother. Just then a cicada flew past all of us making a sort of ZZZZZZZZZZZrattleBerBerZZZZZZZZZZZ noise. The man, clearly a city boy, turned to his Mom and said, " I tink it's some kinda boid!"
No,
this is some kinda boid.
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