Today lukus and I met to have a picnic,, well it was a Bristolian picnic, which only ever involves cider and humus apart from today of course as it involved a Pigeon.
It was fresh and surprisingly unskanky for a Bristolian Bird. As whatever I make from Pigeons seem to always be my most popular pieces e.g this, this and this, I get a bit of a tingle whenever I come across one.
I didn't have anything to put it in so lukus got some bags from Spar and I risked life and limb retrieving it from the middle of the road.
Lukus went OCD on my ass and ordered me to wash my bloodied and feathered hands when we went to Boston Tea party. Germs don't actually exist, I came to this conclusion a long time ago.
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