Oh goodness nightjars are some of my favoirte birds. Such big mouths hahaha. I can totally see them used for a soul-sucking motif.

they're among the most eerie birds. It's the eyes and the weird tiny beak opening up to a gaping maw, heehee.

They are strange little animals. Very eerie, otherworldly because of those huge mouths and tiny beaks. Huff now I wanna draw some. :I

yes. OH GOSH please do! ; v ;

I shall try my best. U-U

srsly, there needs to be more art of nightjars.

I would have to agree tho omg because wow best little animals. I love watching them near the house.

aaaa so jelly

Sometimes they sit on the driveway and I have to shush them away if someone has to drive by. ;A;

awww! x3

This bird in monster form reminds me of a joke my grand mother told me waiting in the hospital

Oh? 8B

So a professor hears all these stories about a rare mythical bird like creature called the Foo bird, on a lone island in the middle of the ocean.

Finally years later they come forth with a photograph and cement cast of a large bird shaped foot print. The professor convinces his boss to fund him to go search for this bird.

When he gets to the island he and his three colleges are searching high and low. Finally they find some foot prints. They make camp and post cameras about.

Nothing on the cameras. Well,the next morning as they're packing up. A large shadow flies over head and one of the professors colleges gets bird crap on his head. His smells just awful. So he wipes it off and drops dead. Right there. The professor and his other two colleges are horrified and baffled.

Well the next day after much convincing he manages to keep the other two there to finish the hunt.

Now while going down a long river in a small boat again they see the shadow and again. Bird crap on one of the colleges head. Wipes it off and dies right there. The next day same thing happens to his last college.

Now at this point. The professor is all alone. Its his last day. On his last search again. The shadow and the bird crap on his head.

Now. The professor stops and thinks back to the other three incidents. He decides. Do not wipe the crap off your head. A few months pass. And it just smells so horrible that the professor just can not take it any more.

So he wipes it off and drops dead right there.

Now the moral of the story is.

If the Foo Shits, Wear it

Holy crap its long...sorry >vvv<

whoa that was... an odd one xD

Yeah, my grandmother has some weird jokes lol

Hooray for more Kiru!

BLAB

I love things with little beaks and huge mouths<3

Omg the top right one adsfdg

Good lord what a cute bord.

very interesting! :D that's some cool stuff