Tony: We’re birds so I think we should tweet.
Tulip: Tweeting is for twits. Tony: I don’t agree.
Tulip: I rest my case.
Tony: Hey –
Tulip: “I had a great bowel movement.” That’s a tweet.
Tony: You did?
Tulip: I did what?
Tony: Have a great bowel movement.
Tulip: TMI! Who cares!
Tony: Someone might.
Tulip: Someone without a life. Someone like you.
Tony: I have a life.
Tulip: You spend the day trying to remove the little silver band from your leg, pulling out your chest feathers and eating the picture frame of the flaming camels.
Tony: Oh, yeah? Well, you eat Dr. Mommy’s books.
Tulip: Not the good ones. I never touched the Kubrick.Tony: Well, I’m going to find out how to tweet because I’m open to new ideas, unlike some birds I might mention.
Tulip: May the debt ceiling crash down on your head, you Michele Bachmann with a dick.
Tony: I am not a Republican.
Tulip: And I’ve never seen your dick.
The debate twitters on.
