WHO IS THE DP?
Hi. My name is the Dysfunctional Parrot.
I’m a disgruntled Systems Analyst and aspiring author who works in a padded box and has little to no social contact for roughly eight hours a day. My chair is also a little too close to the twenty year old microwave. As you can well imagine, this has had certain side effects.
Despite this I am fortunately married with children. Four children to be exact. I guess that means I’ve apparently had sex…but I’m not sure. My Dad was never really clear on the physics of that during our fishing trips. All I know is my wife keeps having babies and is starting to give me an angry look.
But this place…DysfunctionalParrot.com…is where a part of me hangs out and screams into the wind of my own crushed subconscious. It’s news, reviews, podcasts and fitness all from the perspective of an otherwise rational man who is kind of trying to deal with the sudden mutation in his life.
Why do you call yourself the Dysfunctional Parrot?
I once had a bird named Toby who had this thing for slippers. And by “thing”, I mean she liked to satisfy the wild animal within by passionately mounting it while listening to Barry White.
From my lips come the infamous words, ”dysfunctional parrot”. Thus the inspiration for the next wave of internet awesomeness was inspired by a horny bird unable to quench the fires of passion within.
Makes sense to me.