“Ohhhh, YES!” he cried as he swung the big mallet underarm to crunch beautifully into the chin of his foe, knocking him out cold, whipping his neck back horribly and leaving him to tumble backward out of the crow’s nest, over the side of the listing ship and into the jagged beak of the leviathan.
All carrot and no stick
He had nothing much else to do while he waited, so he got stuck into the little pile of beak left from the other night, and before he knew it it was half nine, his bird was at the door, his nose was bleeding and his cock was the size of a baby carrot, though much less firm.
What goes around
She loved teaching her parrot Nkuzu to repeat filthy phrases back to her, but she had never expected that he would do so in the presence of the gas man, who took the phrase as a proposition and wasted no time getting down to business. Alas, Nkuzu didn’t appreciate such things, although he didn’t protest either, simply letting the spunk hang off his beak until most of it fell to the floor.