Aren’t most bird songs just fancy booty calls
There’s the booty call, a random “snake! snake!”, the “somebody hold me! I’ll kill this guy!”… And the more social ones have quite a lot more.
Most of the owl calls are more “get off my lawn!”
Who?
Backstreet Boys?
Yeah I was thinking that would be the other big one. It’s either ‘I’m down to fuck’ or throws gang signs. With the occasional ‘Prepare to sortie we’ve got an unidentified threat in our airspace!!’
The fighting is one of the big reasons people aren’t supposed to play bird calls to lure them in.
I know the owls can identify each other’s calls and know who is an actual threat or not, so when someone comes in playing a new bird’s call, they go into panic mode. It makes them waste precious energy and takes them away from their hunting and actual territory guarding.
Most owls generally hate other owls and only get together to have babies. They’ll share territory with a mate, but they don’t typically hang out together unless they have to.
More likely, From Dusk Til Dawn we’re hearing:
“All right, pussy, pussy, pussy! Come on in pussy lovers! Here at the Titty Twister we’re slashing pussy in half! Give us an offer on our vast selection of pussy, this is a pussy blow out! All right, we got white pussy, black pussy, Spanish pussy, yellow pussy, we got hot pussy, cold pussy, we got wet pussy, we got smelly pussy, we got hairy pussy, bloody pussy, we got snappin’ pussy, we got silk pussy, velvet pussy, Naugahyde pussy, we even got horse pussy, dog pussy, chicken pussy! Come on, you want pussy, come on in, pussy lovers! If we don’t got it, you don’t want it! Come on in, pussy lovers!”
Or, the “we got dick” version.
Love it when the frogs go off at night.
“Fuck ME! Pick ME! Pick me! Fuck me fuck me fuck me.”
There’s no place I can be
Since I’ve found Serenity
You can’t take the sky from me.
