If she's been sitting on Cadbury chocolate eggs for two weeks keeping them warm, they should have turned into one big chocolate-and-foil lump by now. I call birdshit.

"..."When she attacks you, she attacks your ear lobe - she goes straight through them. We do free ear piercing here.

"She's ever so comical - always has been."

I think that's all need for the court, to squash any manslaughter & parrotcide charges that might come up, in the unfortunate circumstance that bird and I should ever meet.

How is attacking men and piercing straight through earlobes comical? Yowch.

I have a co-worker two cubicles away who raises (and rescues troubled/abandoned) exotic birds, and although they're intelligent, instinct is a powerful motivator, and they'll almost stupidly protect and brood on anything remotely egglike -- in telling us about the Cadbury thing, he regaled us with a story about an Amazon parrot and a couple of ping-pong balls.