My Fucking Pigeon

My Fucking Pigeon craved for a pencil sharpener that they would sometimes watch for 10 minutes every morning. This could be considered a peculiar suggestion, to you and me, but not to the Pigeon, who assumed that it was in fact, wonderful. Who would have thought, a pencil sharpener was the item that was selected.

My Fucking Pigeon always had with them a can of coke that they would sometimes put on his head. It should have been a peculiar suggestion, to some, but not to the Pigeon, who considered it was epic. Who would have imagined, a can of coke was the chosen thing.

My Fucking Pigeon desperately craved for a sword that they would occasionally cuddle. One might consider this to be a fairly surprising exercise, to me and my husband, but not to the Pigeon, who thinks that this idea was amazing. You wouldnt have imagined, a sword would be the item that was opted for.

My Fucking Pigeon desperately looked for a stretchman that they liked to put in the bath with him. This seems to be a fairly different thought, to most, but not to the Pigeon, who considered that this idea is exciting. You wouldnt have imagined, a stretchman of all things.

My Fucking Pigeon desperately needed a porno magazine that they would experiment on. This could be considered a fairly extraordinary undertaking, to you and me, but not to the Pigeon, who feels it would be exciting. A porno magazine was the item that was opted for.

My Fucking Pigeon always carried a magic 8 ball that they would try to balance on their head. It should be a fairly bizarre suggestion, to you, but not to the Pigeon, who thinks it was breathtaking. You wouldnt have thought, a magic 8 ball being the chosen item.