I like making beer angels
The peacock thing goes back a couple of years, when I was camping in Singapore. Two of them ganged up on our tent while we were still inside, throwing themselves at it. When I got out one of them leapt onto me and gashed me down my side. I'm ashamed to say I legged it around the tent in circles, screaming like a little girl. I still have nightmares of their evil glaring eyes and pointy claws.
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