Imagine covering a bald eagle in cellophane. Then, however would it fly? Fly to yonder hills? Much inconvenienced would poor Mr. Eagle be.
"
Never again shall I kiss the sweet afternoon skies!" bellowed dear Eagle through beady eyes.
And right there, he shed a huge tear... and there was no resovoir tip in the cellophane so he pretty much just had his huge tear all over the top of his head, like, drying