Conversation with Mr. Bluebird up at his cabin.
"Hey Blue! You gonna use that canoe? Me and my fraternity brothers are up north here, taking a weekend away from college and we are looking for a party boat!"
"Actually, I was planning on taking it out for a peaceful canoe ride this afternoon."
"Come on old bird...you're just one guy! This little boat could hold me and all my frat brothers!"
"Listen blueman...I'm the bird fraternity president and my frat brothers sent me over here to talk to you. They said you are not willing to let us use your party boat this weekend! Perhaps we could negotiate!"
"No...I don't really think so. Why don't you and your pals try driving up to the lodge, I'm sure they rent party boats there to polite, distinguished fraternity gentlemen, such as yourself!"
"Hey Blue Wingtips...anybody ever call you Blue Wingtips before? It suits you. Well that's what I'm officially calling you and here's the thing Mr. Blue Wingtips...my frat brothers and I....we really dig your red canoe. We see this canoe as a means to a really memorable weekend...you see where I'm going with this Blue Wingtips?"
"Hey Blue Dude! Sorry man! I had waaaaaaaaay to many meal-worm and sunflower seed cocktails and now all of that is disgustingly swimming around in the bottom of your new canoe! You really should come over here and see this! Apparently meal-worms don't die even after you tear them apart with your beak and swallow them!"
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