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two peacocks in the Reserve

Hey, met any hot chicks lately? Yeah, that peahen is looking at me, soon the others will too - not at you, buddy…Oh yeah.  Get real. Just wait till I display my train of shimmering colors and you’ll see the peahens making a beeline for me - and you’ll have to bury your head in the ground for shame like those silly ostriches do… All males have their self-esteem hurt in my presence, sure; you’re no exception – don’t feel too bad…you’re just bad… The last time I displayed my train, hey - I caused mayhem in the ancient Indian forests as the peahens went wild… that’s why they’ve placed a ban on me in the land and how I ended up in this reserve but I’m not the one to worry, yeah, brother you’d better step aside and let me show you how I call it the Kama Sutra of the Peacock  Gyrations - learn a bite or a posture and you might be able to put your gene-stamp on future generations… now if you’ll excuse me, I’ve got a thing or two to do with these peahens clamoring for a peck and a neck leading vigorously to do the mating dance with me
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raj-arumugam
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raj-arumugam
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Jan 30, 2014
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