Snapping and clucking angrily, an Ozone Warbler foils all attempts by a solitary taxidermist to ensnare it.
"All I wanna to do is pluck it and stuff it," sobs the novice taxidermist, tearfully. "But it won't let me."
Some time later, the master taxidermist arrives and offers some advice.
"You have to grab it by its ankle," he says, kindly. "That makes it relax."
"But then wadda I do?"
"You drag it down the ladder, of course."
"But I don't have a ladder!"
"What?!" the master taxidermist responds, shocked. "No ladder? What kind of taxidermist are you!"
"Whaaaaaaa," sobs the novice, devastated.