I once knew a rainbow colored bird named Charlie. He was an alcoholic. We use to go out drinking all the time when we were in our early 20s. Back then Charlie wasn't an alcoholic...just a stupid kid like me. @rainbowllama and Charlie would hit the bars looking for single ladies. We'd drink and flirt with beautiful girls and party til the sun came up. Our rainbow colors made us popular.
Sadly, as we got older the attention slowly faded. Charlie hated that young girls didn't want an old rainbow bird. He'd go to bars, strike out, then hit the bottle. Poor Charlie. Having rainbow colors is a gift and a curse.
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Hahaha...
I also had a rainbow lorikeet. Her name was BBC. She was too noisy and bossy, so I had to give her away.
She probably drank too much like Charlie. Maybe had a hidden flask underneath her wing. Charlie was always a loud drunk. ;)