some things could be just really good on their own, but then love comes along and ruins everything. Why do we so rarely talk about that side of it? Everyone just keeps going on about how great it is, yet, it can also be destructive. It's just a force of nature, like the wind. A nice breeze on a hot, sunny day can feel amazing but a storm can tear your house down. I wonder, does someone, who recently got their house torn down by a storm, feel different about the breeze?

Panel 1:
Parrot is sitting on the beautiful parrot's couch, who lies on Parrot's chest, crying. Rasta-Pigeon is chilling in the corner.
BP: Why do I have to screw everything up so badly all the time?
P: thinking Wow! I can’t believe this is happening!
Panel 2:
BP: Like, when I was, like, a little child, my parents always told me that I should ...
P: thinking, not paying attention Man, that parrot looks so incredibly cute when crying. Am I a bad person for wanting this moment to last forever? It’s not like I don’t want them to be happy but it’s so damn adorable.
Panel 3:
P: still thinking I guess I should really be listening. I have no idea what they’re talking about. I really hope they won’t ask me a question. I’m way too distracted by those beautiful eyes ...
BP: ... knew that jigsaw puzzle was special. But no, in my stupidity and clumsiness I had to drop a piece down a manhole.
Panel 4:
P: now alert Wait! Did you just say you know where you lost it?
BP: See, what I like about you is, you’re such a good listener. Other parrots would ...
Panel 5:
P: standing up Show me that manhole! Right. Now.