Malcolm X
Greetings Dear -pure-as-the-driven-snow-yet-black-as-your-soul readership.
Congrats on finding your way onto my auspicious, yet humble blog once again.
I'm finding it a little difficult to sleep in my new "environs" , to use the parlance of another time. Why, you may ask, would the Conspirasteve Nation be left sleepless in the cocoon of paradise that we have found ourselves in? Alas, the culprit would not be found in an alternate climate in which we prevously resided.
Once again, we at Conspirasteve Nation have added another enemy to the ever growing list of vile vicious villains in which to heap scorn upon...As we all know my brilliant readership. there can be no ying without the yang, Good without the evil, so on and so forth. So it should not have been a great shock to us that we would come across the White Devil of Paradise. None other than Cacatua Galarita...or most commonly known as the Cockatoo.
While these handsome birds fly effortless through the sky during the day without a voice or care in the world; apparently these White winged Devils like to congregate at the window of the Conspiriasteve bed chamber at dawn every morning screeching at each other as if they were feral house cats fighting over a carcass of mouse, whilst reaching the decibel level of a low flying Boeing 767.
Ah curse you Cacatua Galarita....... Curse you!!
Coming soon: The mystery of the toilet bowl revealed!
