My Wife Gave Me a Vengeful Parrot
Language: en
My wife gifted me an African Grey parrot. Every single day, it screamed at me: "Die, brother, die." I sent it to a highly specialized avian behavioral correction facility. Every day, they locked it in a mirror enclosure, looping an audio track three thousand times: "I am a good bird." I did this because I had been reborn. In my previous life, on the very first day this bird entered our home, it only knew two phrases. "Ugly brother." "Die, brother." I thought it was just mimicking something it had heard. Then, my health began to fail. It started with insomnia. I suffered through night…