You say Guinea. I say Guineo. We all say they poop a lot.
They are fuzzy and tiny. Kind of like eggs with feet. Some of them are pure white. Some look like chipmunks. One has a brown racing stripe down his back.
They are loud and like to jump and they peck at each other’s butts.
Ah, they will make excellent copy.
They are loud and like to jump and they peck at each other’s butts.
Ah, they will make excellent copy.
Meet my new children.
Twelve of them.
I must have been high on Pine-Sol the day I ordered a dozen guineas.
Oh, Guineas!
I was thinking Guinness, like the beer. A dozen Guineas just SOUND like a party, whereas a dozen Guinness really MAKE a party. =D
They are adorable!
So are you changing your name to Mami Guinea?
No, Amanda. I am changing their names to Los Pollitos.
Marta, you and my drunk friends here, making fun thinking I got Guiness.