They are looking at the dreaded land of floor below, discussing what has to be done about the looming blue tiles and their homeland of metal bars and bird food.
"I'm bored of staring at a packet of bird food and perching on a metal bar all day," huffs one.
"Yes, what are we going to do about that blue floor, even pitch black with pink and rusty red POLKADOTS is better than THIS."
"Oh look, here come the owner, shall we fly?"
(Pause). "Nah, let's just stay here and grumble at the floor, we'll get bullied by pigeons and seagulls out in the street anyway.
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