No love for Indigo

So I went to the ice-cream stand the other day and asked for a sundae and the server said to me, "Sorry, buddy, we don't serve FREAKS here!"

Well I was pretty disgusted, so I left. I figured she must have just been in a bad mood so the next day I came back and said, "Can I have an ice-cream sundae with caramel and extra nuts?" And she said, "I told ya, pal, we don't serve FREAKS in this establishment!"

"Easy lady," I said, "I just want some ice cream!"

And she said, "Don't you listen!? If you come in here again asking for ice cream I'm gonna nail your beak to the counter!"

I was pretty upset after that so I left, but today I thought I'd give it another go. I walked into the ice cream shop just after lunch and the same lady was working. She gave me this look like she was gonna shoot lasers out of her eyes at me! And I asked her, "Hey, lady, got any nails?"

"No," she said.

"Well in that case," I said, "can I have an ice cream sundae?"

HA HA HA!

Just kidding, that didn't really happen to me, but I've ALWAYS loved that joke! AND I actually have a beak, so...

If you want to see what's REALLY going on with me, check this out.

Your favorite multi-species-crime-fighter,

The Incredible Indigo