-
Posts
-
As i posted a while a go,my favourite wood pigeon had not seen a puddy tat cweepin up on him and i thought he had gone to the big pige nest in the sky.
….. i woke this morning and opened the living room curtains,and there before my very eyes……woooohooooo……you’ve guessed it,it was foookin pige :lol: :D/I do have to add that this time i am taking no chances that the puddy tat might cweep up on him again 8-[ …….so forewarned is forearmed.
Remember…….i don’t foookin care.
No idea what you are on about really, but doesn’t one pigeon look much like the next?
@sword wrote:
No idea what you are on about really, but doesn’t one pigeon look much like the next?
Don’t worry, I doubt he really knows what he’s on about, he’s probably been on the voddie again.
Thought it was a female! I must not make assumptions.
Cue sheep…
see sheep again
in every one of your posts :wink:
@Man in Beds wrote:
@sword wrote:
No idea what you are on about really, but doesn’t one pigeon look much like the next?
Don’t worry, I doubt he really knows what he’s on about, he’s probably been on the voddie again.
OOOhhhhh Mib,please please please find something original ffs you seriously are boring,you’ve been typing the same boring insults for months now.You seem to have an infatuation with northerners,money,mushy peas and last but not least vodka……you weren’t at some time earlier in your life – say when you were about 70 – a man servant to a rich northern homosexual who used to bathe you in vodka to get rid of the smell of your sickly sense of humour before he went on to lay you on a bed of money while he smeared you in mushy peas…….before he had his way with you while shouting ” eeee bahhh gum what a tight bum”………me thinks this is so dam true,not bad for a alki northerner huh???….me knows you too well :D/
Oh btw sword………me knows pige down to his last ickle wing feather…it’s him alright :lol: ……..us northerners aint often wrong about our pigeons,me my flat cap and all.
Remember …… i don’t foookin care
@reason wrote:
……you weren’t at some time earlier in your life – say when you were about 70 – a man servant to a rich northern homosexual who used to bathe you in vodka to get rid of the smell of your sickly sense of humour before he went on to lay you on a bed of money while he smeared you in mushy peas…….before he had his way with you while shouting ” eeee bahhh gum what a tight bum”………
No ive never employed him :shock:
The tone of each wood pigeons call is unique.
You can even tell males from females.(I’m lying)
Get involved in this discussion! Log in or register now to have your say!