Having heard reports of an Ozone Warbler nesting deep in the forest, two starving peasants and a cook from a nearby North Korean restaurant head into the wilderness.
After many hours, a plump and suculant Ozone Warbler is spotted high in a tree, chirping happily.
Creeping stealthily through the underbrush, they reach the tree and the cook delivers his instructions.
"You must grab the creature by the ankle to keep it from flying away."
With great trepidation, the starving peasant climbs ever nearer to the unsuspecting Ozone Warbler.
Suddenly the creature turns and spots the starving peasant. "Hallop! Hallop!," it cries in surprise.
Then, unexpectedly, the starving peasant leaps from the tree and wraps his arms around the Ozone Warbler, which begins to squawk and snap at the desperate man.
"Arghh!" he yells. "I don't think it likes me. Now whadda I do?"
"No, you idiot!" cries the cook. "Grab it by the ankle! The ankle!"
Finally the angry creature is lowered to the ground and the plucking begins.