Flush it Friday: Birds Are Gross AF
It all started adorably, with an older man at my company sharing a video that his neighbors had taken of the cardinals living near their front porch. As an avid bird-watcher (and bird), I was pleasantly surprised by the quality of the recording, and delighted when the crimson pep-pep flew into view with food for his fledglings. Several gullet-fulls of regurgitated seeds later, one of his babies starting take a huge shid…and the father PULLED IT OUT OF HIS BABY’S BUTT AND ATE IT. Now that’s recycling! (Also I vomited immediately upon seeing this).
What does this have to do with this week’s crop of METAL CONTENT you ask? Abso-lutely nothing. Here you go:
Sepulcrustacean was visitated by the weirdo death merollers in Cryptic Shift:
IGoM rolled the bones to see if Joe TnK would dismiss him from the blog with his review of this Black Sabbath cover compilation:
No Bones About It: It’s Sacral Profanity as Sacred Bones Takes on Black Sabbath
Hans ordered us to take two minute-long songs and call him in the morning:
BSG bore the brunt of BEAR‘s new album (I know this turn-of-phrase has a negative connotation but I’m really struggling to make witty banter here, give me a break). (The album fux.)
Remember G/B/Us in a pre-COVID world? I don’t. We have always been at war with COVID-19.
