HNT #25: Take an old bird to Lunch or let him take YOU!

Young Bird: Fred. That's his Canadian name in my nice Florida MH Park. I prefer to call him, "Igor!" The human snowbirds are all back up north in Canada & N. US. (Hurricane chickens!) So this is Igor until Thanksgiving when our hurricane season ends. (Igor/Fred prefers Canadian bacon w/ which my snowbird neighbor lady across the street lovingly spoiled him.) It must be a health food in Thunder Bay but I wonder about the arterial health of their egrets there.




Old Bird: Moi! Just after I shaved my beard and discovered a double chin lurking in this pic -- Oh No!! Back to the beard!!
Well, it's been a year & I've lost more weight so I've trimmed the beard into a Van Gogh/goatee. Charlene, take note of the double-e on the end of your 2nd favorite word--I don't want you mistaking my intentions for those of your horny friend out West! I kinda like how u talk, though! ;-)

SO... It's been months since any of my preferred birds (WH chics) have taken me to lunch (I always pay) & I'm taking applications for lunch dates. Ya GOTTA eat! A Margarita or beer may be involved, if you like. I'm getting kinda tired of Mexican food at Aunt Chilada's & the snoopy waiter who intrudes into my rendezvous WAY too much! How about something French... or Greek? Yeah, THAT's it! Even SOUNDS sexier!! Happy HNT, Gringos!

(PS: Estoy muy triste que no puedo estudiar espanol con mi Querida en la universidad! Pero muy buena suerte con la prueba de miercoles!)