It’s not bullshit. When I lived in Edmonton, we had a mountain ash tree in our front yard, as did many others along our street. In the winter, the birds would hop from tree to tree, eating the fermented berries, getting more and more blitzed with each bar tree they visited.
It’s not bullshit. When I lived in Edmonton, we had a mountain ash tree in our front yard, as did many others along our street. In the winter, the birds would hop from tree to tree, eating the fermented berries, getting more and more blitzed with each
bartree they visited.