[They land on the fence at 337 Brady, where a young man is inspecting a pile of Christmas ornaments with a confused expression. The birds proceed to start cawing raucously at their master, who shakes his head, blinks, and then frowns sharply at them.]
Whoa whoa WHOA. One at a time. And I know this is your fault!
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Whoa whoa WHOA. One at a time. And I know this is your fault!