The trials and tribulations of a group of feathered misfits whose one aim is to loot the Bird Munchies factory.

START EPISODE #21

"We made it Tandar. They didn’t even notice."

"This looks good. I feel like a snack."

"Yeah, we might as well."

"Good. Hang on I’ll open this box. Oh poop!"

"What’s the matter?"

"It’s not a munchie. Mine’s full of itty bitty bits of coloured paper."

"Ha, too bad, your not getting any of mine. I’ll eat.....oh cat, mine’s the same."

"So’s mine. If this is the new improved munchie they can keep it."

"Actually, it’s not bad. Bit dry maybe."

"Oh, for crying out loud Drongo."

"They’re all the same. What are we going to do with them?"

"We’d better put them back."

"I’m not going back down there. It’s too risky. They might see us this time."

"We’ll just drop them then. The humans ought to be used to things dropping out of the sky by now. They probably won’t even notice."

"Yeah you’re right Tandar. Bombs away. Oops."

"Now what Squill?"

"Mine hit one of the fans. So did Piki’s.

"Oh well they can’t do any harm. We may as well..."

"Hey gang look at this."

"WHAT NOW?"

"There’s a snowstorm down there."

"Can’t be, it’s quite clear up here. Anyway snow’s white. That’s all colours."

"The humans seem a bit agitated. They’re jumping around."

"I ‘spose they’re cold."

"They seem more like ...upset."

"Artistic temperment, that’s all."

"Speaking of which, that model bloke has come to. Well sortov. Look, he’s flying around down there."

"Bit dangerous, I’d reckon. There’s almost no visibility. And there’s a coupla cameras on long sticks down there somewhere. If he ran into one of those......"

"Whoops what was that?"

"What was what?"

"I thought I heard a crash."

"You’re imagining things. The tru...."

"Hang on the humans have turned off the fans."

"That’s better, the snowstorms settling too. Now we can see what’s going on. Oops it looks like that model bloke has laid himself out again."

"Well I’ll be."

"What is it Rosso?"

"Look at that. You wouldn’t think there’d be so many bits in a little camera."

"Well there aren’t in that one. Not any more."

"The humans don’t seem too happy."

"Oh, oh, they’ve seen us."

"Look one of them has picked up a shrimp net."

"I’d have thought a dustpan would make more sense."

"S’funny though, I don’t see any shrimps."

"Well what else would he use it for featherhead. You...yieee. LOOK OUT."

"Fly for it."

"Quick out the window."

"Tandar it’s closed. We’ve had it."

"That’s enough of that talk Zingo. Come on there must be another way out."

"They can’t do this to me. I’m going to stand my ground. I’m an endangered species."

"And no bluddy wonder Kaegi. Keep moving you moron. If they get you in the net you’re a goner."

"Wait on, I have an idea. Look at the way that big one swats his net around."

"Drongo you halfwit, don’t hover near the window like that. You’re as thick as a cat in a dairy.

WATCH OUT FOR THAT NET! Drongo that’s brilliant, you’re a genius. Quick, everybody out. Watch out for the broken glass. Hurry.....errk!"

"They’ve got Tandar!"

"Tan.... he’s free. Quick Tandar. Hooray."

"Okay gang. A bit too close for comfort. Lets go home."

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