With a flock of these…
my enemies would be blinded by the fashion forward flight*… and then by their talons.
In an alternate universe, there is probably a version of me that is a mad scientist; attempted to save face from his being kicked out of a prestigious genetics PhD program by getting a doctorate at the Aveda Institute… and then went bat shit crazy. I’d like to think he has already brought my (poorly) photoshopped creation to life.
World, I give you the faux hawked hawk.
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Source: hawk from defunct website, faux hawk courtesy David Beckham circa 2008, image edited by yours truly
*Note: a flight is a term (one of a few valid options) referring to a group of hawks, at least according to this reference and in this case, it’s painfully punny.