Who you ask? Woody Fucking Woodpecker.
I heard his persistent little *peck peck peck* this afternoon so I went outside to see what he was up to. PECKING OVER THE FUCKING OWL…that’s what he was doing. And you know what? I swear as he was hanging onto my front post he actually lifted his little clawed foot and flipped me the bird. (PUN INTENDED my friends)
Next step – pellet gun. Fucker is goin’ down y’all!!!!
Yes, I will resort to violence with this varmint. AND.I.WILL.WIN!