As spring migration approached in Houston, two elderly vultures doubted they could make the trip North, so they decided to go by airplane. When they checked their baggage, the flight attendant noticed that they were each carrying a dead armadillo.
"Do you wish to check the armadillos through as luggage?" she asked.
"No, thanks," replied the vultures. "They're carrion."
"Do you wish to check the armadillos through as luggage?" she asked.
"No, thanks," replied the vultures. "They're carrion."