Cars, tired of birds shitting on them, exact a horrible, horrible revenge.
The Ford of Damocles.
"It was Mrs. Peacock in the Conservatory with the Red Coupe."
After performing its mating ritual, the male peacock successfully attracted a female driver.
The Peacock's only known predator, the Hatch-backed Jalopy, patiently stalks its prey.
And that's how rainbows are made.
What was the last thing that went through the peacock's mind? The dashboard.
The AMC-NBC merger was doomed from the start.
Typical. As soon as I wash my bird it gets covered in car shit.
When Bobby asked the Genie for a 'strong magic cock' he realized he should have been more specific.
No one knows exactly how the Network Wars started. But it is known that CBS's attack on NBC escalated it to a new level.
Peacocks? Where we're going, we don't need peacocks.
Yeah, the gas mileage is good, but how does it hold up to front peacock impact collisions?
I see your cock defies gravity.
It's pining for the Fords.