The Fucking Pigeon

The Fucking Pigeon always had with them a rubber johnny that they would share. This is certainly a fairly original suggestion, to me, but not to the Pigeon, who had come to the conclusion that the idea was simply life. Strangely, a rubber johnny was the item that was selected.

The Fucking Pigeon owned a rubber johnny to experiment on. This could be considered a surprising suggestion, to my grandpa, but not to the Pigeon, who considered that the idea was miraculous. Remarkably, a rubber johnny of all things.

The Fucking Pigeon wanted a can of Dr Pepper that they liked to sleep with. It should be an odd exercise, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Pigeon, who had decided it would be awesome. You wouldnt have imagined, a can of Dr Pepper is the thing to opt for.

The Fucking Pigeon always carried a can of Tango that they would occasionally try to nail to the wall. It would be a weird and wonderful thing to do, to many, but not to the Pigeon, who expected that it was in fact, amazing. Bizarrely, a can of Tango would be the item chosen.

The Fucking Pigeon always kept a set of lego that they would put on his head. One might consider this to be a strange proposal, to most, but not to the Pigeon, who expected that this idea was entertaining. Who would have thought, a set of lego would be the thing that was opted for.

The Fucking Pigeon craved for a custard pie that they would often put on his head. One might consider this to be an astonishing operation, to me and my parents, but not to the Pigeon, who assumed it would be epic. A custard pie would be the item that was opted for.