My Talented Pigeon

My Talented Pigeon desperately searched for a porno magazine that they would often put in the bath with him. It should be a fairly exciting operation, to me and my husband, but not to the Pigeon, who thought it was awe-inspring. Remarkably, a porno magazine being the chosen thing.

My Talented Pigeon craved for a can of Dr Pepper that they would occasionally cuddle. It was considered to be a fairly weird thing to do, to my grandma, but not to the Pigeon, who thought it was wonderful. Honestly, a can of Dr Pepper would be the item chosen.

My Talented Pigeon needed a can of Dr Pepper to hug. This is certainly a fairly weird thought, to me and my parents, but not to the Pigeon, who thinks that this idea is wonderful. A can of Dr Pepper would be the thing that was selected.

My Talented Pigeon always carried a pen that they would sometimes try to nail to the wall. One might find this to be a fairly bizarre operation, to my mum, but not to the Pigeon, who had come to the conclusion that this idea is awe-inspring. Bizarrely, a pen being the chosen item.

My Talented Pigeon needed a pen that they would often drop. This could be considered a fairly bizarre approach to life, to some, but not to the Pigeon, who considered that it was in fact, the most awesome idea. Strangely, a pen would be the thing that was chosen.

My Talented Pigeon desired a chocolate bar to put up their bum. This could be considered a weird and wonderful proposal, to me and my husband, but not to the Pigeon, who assumed that the idea was sublime. A chocolate bar would be the item that was opted for.