I've exercised with women so thin that buzzards followed them to their cars.
Mexico: where life is cheap, death is rich, and the buzzards are never unhappy.
The miser and the glutton are two facetious buzzards: one hides his store, and the other stores his hide.
Well, laddie, if you've let an old buzzard like me hurt you confidence, you couldn't have had much in the first place.
If I were reincarnated, I'd want to come back a buzzard. Nothing hates him or envies him or wants him or needs him. He is never bothered or in danger, and he can eat anything.
Buzzards got to eat, same as the worms.