This was a simple idea from a very simple truth. I’d rather deal with birds than the giant bugs that I have to deal with in the mornings at work. I’m not talking about regular horse flies, no. I’m talking about ones that have armor and dream of one day participating in biblical plagues and destroying Japanese cities. I swear, the bugs that show up at the store I work at are escapees from Skull Island! There, I think I’m done. I have also made that same face every time I find bird poop on my car.