Fucking Pigeon

Fucking Pigeon wanted a bottle of wine to worship. It was considered to be a peculiar exercise, to my neighbour, but not to the Pigeon, who feels that the idea was amazing. Who would have thought, a bottle of wine being the thing selected.

Fucking Pigeon owned a radiator that they would occasionally throw. This is certainly an unusual exercise, to my neighbour, but not to the Pigeon, who expected that the idea was awe-inspring. Who would have imagined, a radiator would be the item that was opted for.

Fucking Pigeon desperately wanted a can of coke that they would sometimes throw. This seems a different idea, to some, but not to the Pigeon, who thinks it was wonderous. Strangely, a can of coke is the item to opt for.

Fucking Pigeon always kept a bottle of wine that they would occasionally put up their bum. One might say this is a fairly unusual approach to life, to my dad, but not to the Pigeon, who assumed that it was in fact, fun. A bottle of wine being the chosen item.

Fucking Pigeon had a melon that they would sit and look at. This seems an extraordinary exercise, to me, but not to the Pigeon, who felt it was awesome. Who would have imagined, a melon being the item selected.

Fucking Pigeon desperately searched for a cheese grater to demolish. It might have been a fairly funny proposal, to my mum, but not to the Pigeon, who felt that it was in fact, breathtaking. Who would have thought, a cheese grater would be the item that was opted for.