Meet the club-winged manakin (a.k.a. “the squeak fart bird”) | Doom Fort

Meet the club-winged manakin (a.k.a. “the squeak fart bird”)

July 11, 2012

YEAH, YOU LET ‘ER RIP, NATURE…

The females are all, ‘yeah I’d hit that.’

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Posted by leez3r

Filed in LOL, Nature: Weird As Fuck

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