Posted by Balladeer writes:
Recently my friend acquired a budgerigar, named Amigo.
The second photograph I saw of said budgie was this:
Crammed himself into his feeder. An Australian species of parrot, wearing the green-and-gold, with David Warner’s intelligence. Could you get more of an obvious Australian fan?
I asked my friend to provide a picture of the budgie’s reaction to some Aussie cricketing news, to prove it.
Results so far are inconclusive.
If you’ve got a picture of an animal being conspicously indifferent to cricket, send it to king@kingcricket.co.uk.
The first photo reminded me of bonsai kitten.
Very reassuring, in these troubled times for the KC universe, to take comfort at the sight of indifferent fauna once again.
Wrong medium. Should have been interviewed via Twitter.
It’s a perfectly acceptable medium. I won’t budgie on that.
My Mrs is conspicuously indifferent to cricket. She flew into Adelaide to join me on the afternoon of the 4th day of the epic 2010 Test and lasted 20 mins before she had had enough! Some drizzle didn’t help.
Like a fool, I didn’t take any pictures of her being conspicuously indifferent to now share with KC and His Sunshine Band.
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….she has been conspicuously indifferent on 2 Tours to Australia and 1 to Sri Lanka. Plus she is about to do the same on our New Year jaunt to Cape Town. She let me do Antigua in April with her being conspicuously absent – for obvious reasons I don’t have a photo of that either…
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Seriously, that sign-off is unnerving me. Especially when you’re talking about your wife.
I am intrigued by Sam’s specific aversion to the acronym (or initialism, to be precise pedantically) STD, while remaining silent about the moniker “Stormin’ Turd Dancer” itself.
KC has shown conspicuous indifference to (nay even denied) my appeals for a change to my avatar, hence the addition of Turd Dancer to my moniker.
It’s a form of protest; and one being met with conspicuous indifference!
It’s linked to your email address. Like the Australians with regards to the Ashes, it’s out of our hands.
Two Irish blokes were stood on a cliff with their arms out: one had a row of budgies on each arm and the other had a row of parrots down each arm and they both jumped off, landing on the rocks below.
Later, in hospital, both with multiple broken bones and cuts and bruises, Paddy said, “Well, I’m not going budgie jumping again.”
And Murphy said, “And that’s the last time I’ll try parrot gliding.”