MBP: Here, have a morning grackle. It's staring at you with that evil yellow eye you'll see in your nightmare tonight, staring, staring, staring through the darkness and glowing somehow, coming closer and closer to you but you can't move and can't speak, and you feel the vise of its beak ready to snap around your unprotected body and smell its fetid seedy breath.... MWAH-HA-HA-HA-HA!!

