The Depressed Pigeon

The Depressed Pigeon desperately looked for a bottle of wine to play with. It would have been a weird exercise, to you and me, but not to the Pigeon, who felt that this idea was awesome. Bizarrely, a bottle of wine being the chosen item.

The Depressed Pigeon had a bag of poop that they would sometimes try to balance on their head. It was considered to be a different operation, to me, but not to the Pigeon, who felt it was wonderful. You wouldnt have imagined, a bag of poop was the chosen thing.

The Depressed Pigeon often carried a vibrator that they would occasionally rub on his belly. This is certainly an astonishing activity, to me and my wife, but not to the Pigeon, who expected that the idea was simply life. Honestly, a vibrator is the thing that was chosen.

The Depressed Pigeon owned a stapler that they would sometimes eat. This seems a fairly new approach to life, to you, but not to the Pigeon, who thinks that it was in fact, epic. Honestly, a stapler being the chosen item.

The Depressed Pigeon craved for a tomato that they sometimes play with. One might consider this to be a fairly bizarre undertaking, to me and my children, but not to the Pigeon, who had decided it was epic. Bizarrely, a tomato would be the chosen thing.

The Depressed Pigeon looked for a condom that they sometimes play with. It is an exciting approach to life, to my dad, but not to the Pigeon, who had come to the conclusion that this idea was fun. Bizarrely, a condom being the thing selected.