That being said, today we’re going to be talking shit about the tiny and, one would think; defenseless little birdy that our scientists decided to name the Chiff Chaff Warbler.
I suppose it goes without saying that “warble” brings to mind gross (read: MANLY) things like belching, or gargling… Or belching while gargling.
Something about the rotund and guttural nature of the word “warble” just sets my mind thinking to all things chubby and pathetic.
As for the “chiff chaff” part of things, I don’t know what the fuck it’s supposed to mean, but it sounds like one of those old-timey phrases that old men with Dublin mustaches and monocles would say.
Y’know, things like:
Riff raff, haberdashery, poppycock, Toffifay, etc.
The kind of words one would say while swishing their mustache, and exclaiming whatsits like “I say!” or “…my good man.”
In conclusion, the Chiff Chaff Warbler is a chubby, pathetic bird that wears a monocle and belches loudly and often.
Happy Father’s Day everyone!