Please stop whistling bird calls. Being woken up on my daily morning bus nap by your bi-minutely chirping is not only disruptive to my commuting coping mechanism, but makes me feel like I'm in an episode of Doctor Who. And then when I wake up enough to realize that David Tennent isn't here to rescue me, I'm cranky twice over. So for the love of flow cytometry, shut the bird calls up.
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