The Fredösphere

George thought this one was unusually arrogant, even for a crow.

"You can't do it forever, you know," he said.  "Keeping us tied up.  And helpless.  Every human being in the world.  It's gotta end sometime."

"Why not?" the bird chirped back at him.  "We've done it for the past thirteen years."

"Twelve years, ten months, and twenty-nine days!" George cried, with relish.  "You can't count!  Your kind never could!"

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