Peacocks are evil!

One of my non fondest childhood memories is of a bunch of peacocks we used to have living in a bunch of fig trees on the adjoining property.

These birds shouldnt be anywhere near kids with overactive imaginations… The pea hens in particular have a terrible scream they make all through the night, add a bit of wind, a tree scratching on the wall outside and you have paranoid kid city!

Heres a fairly tame pea hen call, now imagine 10 or so of the things trying to outdo each other.

Me and my other half went down to a nice park in Kalgoorlie last weekend and it was definitely mating season. Peacocks, pigeons, ducks…. it was like Walt Disney went x-rated.

D Caught a peacock in full display, then a pea hen raced up and it was on… for all their poofy plumage they dont mess around when the opportunity presents itself.

Wham bam thank you mam…

Still it was a nice day, apart from the threat of being molested by a randy avian.

And being Kalgoorlie whats right across the road? The dead centre of town..


7 Responses to “Peacocks are evil!”

  1. Carpe Jugulum Says:

    Peacock porn…oh my.

    • bingbing Says:

      At Tizona’s, our aim is to reach ever-new lows.

  2. Lorenzo (from downunder) Says:

    Another name for Satan is ‘the peacock angel’.

    Just sayin’ …

    (In the right place this time.)

  3. 1.6 Says:

    Frisky little things!

  4. The Wizard of WOZ Says:

    Once again O/T, but I dont know where else to post it:


    Hell I drive a truck, pay me extra to turn up sober. Wait, what? I’ll get fired if I dont? Piss off, thats discrimination.

    Look, I do accept that Unions have a role to play in our country, but this is ****ing ridiculous. Its like saying cops should get payed extra to turn up sober, or doctors.

    Big difference is; if I mess up, I can kill a lot more than one person at a time.

    • Carpe Jugulum Says:

      I’m supposed to turn up to work sober??? naaah…..never happen.

  5. Angus Dei Says:

    When I was a tween, we lived a block away from a trout hatchery and game farm. Every kind of quail and exotic pheasant you could imagine… plus dozens of pea fowl. It was disconcerting at first, hearing the hens call at all hours, but eventually I was able to tune it out completely. When I hear them today, I actually get nostalgic. Nevertheless, I wouldn’t want a flock of them in my neighborhood.

    I did use the cock’s tail feathers to tie some wicked trout flies though. I think that’s the only reason God created them. Can’t do stuff like this without peacock feathers.

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