You have to be drunk beyond drunk to be unable to stand up, speak to officers, or remove a parrot from your forehead, even when it’s biting you. But apparently, that was the state of Janice McCoy-Nuttle when cops arrived. But she was sure able to hurl an inhaler at her husband. Too bad it almost hit a cop. Hi ho, hi ho, it’s off to jail she goes.
And why was her husband bleeding from the ear? And why was she surrounded by 7 chihuahuas and several caged birds? And why was one bird chewing on her head and another one standing on her chest?
I wonder if the parrot could talk. If it did, what did it say? “Officer, I’m not drunk. Chirp chirp, Not drunk.”