I’ve been collecting pieces of birch tree bark and lining my one room apartment with it. Besides reducing the heating bill .4 cents, it has not attracted one single mate. I’m thinking that I might be a wasp instead of a bird. Which would explain why I like to jump on the backs of pedestrians and impregnate them with my larvae… Gosh, why is growing up so hard?

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