My Crypting Pigeon

My Crypting Pigeon looked for a painting of a melon that they would put down their trousers. This seems to be a fairly new undertaking, to my dad, but not to the Pigeon, who had come to the conclusion that the idea was sublime. You wouldnt have thought, a painting of a melon being the chosen item.

My Crypting Pigeon needed a dildo that they would sometimes put on his head. This might appear to be a fairly unusual operation, to my neighbour, but not to the Pigeon, who feels that the idea was the most awesome idea. Who would have imagined, a dildo is the thing to select.

My Crypting Pigeon carried a sack of potatoes that they would try to balance on their head. It is considered to be a fairly strange undertaking, to me, but not to the Pigeon, who had decided that this idea was out of this world. Remarkably, a sack of potatoes being the thing opted for.

My Crypting Pigeon desperately wanted a condom that they would sometimes rub on his belly. It is a fairly weird suggestion, to me, but not to the Pigeon, who felt that the idea was awe-inspring. Honestly, a condom being the chosen item.

My Crypting Pigeon desperately searched for a pint of cider to throw. It was an unusual proposal, to most, but not to the Pigeon, who expected that it was in fact, awe-inspring. Remarkably, a pint of cider was the item that was selected.

My Crypting Pigeon found a rubber chicken that they would occasionally try to balance on their head. This could be considered a fairly unusual exercise, to everybody you know, but not to the Pigeon, who had decided that the idea was magnificent. A rubber chicken of all things.