Good, maybe that bird can constantly repeat “No birds in the damn store” to you over and over and over again until you get the picture.
Girl, you best get that nonsense out of my face and out of this store before I gotta call my man Samuel L. Jackson on your ass.
Guess you could say she jumped on the puppy bandwagon? Right? Huh? No? Not feeling it? Okay. What if I told you he seems so excited I bet his tail was…wagon? What?! Did I just blow your mind with that one? No? Again? Wow. Screw you guys then.
What the actual f*ck are you doing? You’re stupidity almost wants me to give a pass to all the people bringing goats and birds and lizards and other stupid animals into the store. Perhaps I shouldn’t be surprised since you’re like 11 with an arm tattoo. Clearly good decision making isn’t something that you inherited.