Sometime in the 1980's:
Every morning at about 5 a.m. this stupid owl will land on the galla (bamboo pole) from the window of the flat above and the galla will wobble; thung, thung, thung, thung!...waking me up from my sleep.
I got so fed-up and so one night, I got my air-rifle, loaded it up, and pumped it up... five pumps... and waited. When this stupid owl came again, I got my rifle and POW! One shot and shot the bugger!!
No More THUNG, THUNG, THUNG, THUNG!!
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