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O.S. Bird came to be one night after work during my regular on-the-way-home-from-work beer stop. I was lamenting the fact that try as I might, I could never learn to draw. Then, unknowingly (she's blonde), Tracie the bar co-owner got it all started. Justly fearing that I would be spilling my beer, she gave me a stack of bar napkins, muttered something I probably didn't want to hear, and went about her business. The napkins, a pen in my pocket, and a slight buzz combined to create scribblings that a six year old would disavow. Then, somehow, I came up with a bird's head that actually drew (pun intended) interest from the more inebriated clientele. Fueled by this unexpected fame and more Budweiser, I filled the remaining napkins, and Old School Bird arrived.
-The Flockmaster
Take a look around. If you have something to say to The Bird, send him a note at oldschoolbird@oldschoolbird.com.
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If you want a FREE autographed photo (by email) of O.S. Bird, send a note to the Flockmaster and tell me how you want it to read. Send your photo too and I'll put you at the bar next to The Bird. How can you pass this up?
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