Couple of things to unpack here:
First, $250 for happiness is kind of a steal. People pay way more to achieve even fleeting happiness. And no bluebird song side effects have been identified by the American Medical Association (although it's suspected that this is due to some bribes from interested parties trying to push bird-song through pharmaceutical testing.)
Second, you might question the bird's spelling on its sign. It's a bird. It's shocking that it can write at all. Or speak English. Or have a concept of monetary value.
Third, you've heard the saying, "A bird in the hand is worth two in the bush." But it can also be said that a bird giving you the bird is worth two birds, and if the bird giving you the bird is in hand it is worth at least four in the bush.
Fourth, while I may not have $250 to achieve joy from a price-gouging bluebird, I do have a mix tape of upbeat funky music to get me partway there. I like to put "Hey Ya" on repeat and ignore the oddly depressing lyrics.
