I used to run a photo lab in a swanky historic district near Washington DC and our storefront opened directly onto the street, rather than being in a mall or another building. Well, being surrounded by various restaurants and coffee shops, there were always an abundance of pigeons and there was one in particular we called "the Godpigeon" (after the Animaniacs! Goodfeather's namesake)

He was HUGE...about 3 times the size of normal pigeons and he thought he owned the street. During the warmer months, we would have to open our front door to let in the breezes and let out the chemical smells from the equipment and this stupid pigeon would just march right in and hop up on one of the bottom display shelves and make himself at home. And he did NOT want to be disturbed. Being in an historic district, it was mostly people on foot and they would bring their dogs in with them and the pigeon would even scare them. Barkfest!! He even used to scare the small children who would come in and our efforts to shoo him out would usually result in someone getting pecked or flogged. Our broom bore a lot of battle scars!

I was down there this past weekend and I think he was still there! I haven't worked in that store for 8 years! How long do pigeons live, anyway! If it wasn't him, it had to be his successor!

I've seen pigeons in London happily using the Underground(that's "Subway" for Americans...), hopping into a carriage at one station and then waiting calmy by the door until the train reaches their chosen destination...

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"Some days I diet, other days they serve lasagne."

I was on the underground when we got held up because of flooding on the lines. I remarked to my companion that the delay was because it took a long time for them to fit the water skis to the carriages. She didn't understand but the woman sitting opposite smiled.

When women sitting opposite me start smiling, it's because their medication is wearing off.



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One of our dolpins has deserted the ranks!

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This is the work of an Italian narco-anarchic collective. Don't bother insulting them, they can't read English anyway.

PSD: well, you wouldn't want to appeal to anyone completely normal, would you ? I mean, how dull would that be ?

Frankly, I'd be happy just to appeal to somebody...



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Try selling trays of little flags, or poppies...




(*small voice* I know the feeling).

*re-reads last two posts*

H'mmm... a match made in heaven?



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That which does not kill us makes us stranger.
(Llewelyn the dragon, Ozy and Millie)

Sarah

Do you know, I thought the very same thing. Only without the word 'heaven'.



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I am very interested in the Universe. I am specialising in the Universe and everything surrounding it. - E. L. Wisty

lol



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That which does not kill us makes us stranger.
(Llewelyn the dragon, Ozy and Millie)

Sarah

Jon:

I resemble that remark

i didn't think.

Why break the habit of a lifetime?



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This is the work of an Italian narco-anarchic collective. Don't bother insulting them, they can't read English anyway.

Should I feel insulted ?

Probably not.

Being single isn't that bad, I guess.

Well...



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This is the work of an Italian narco-anarchic collective. Don't bother insulting them, they can't read English anyway.

I like to try the alternative, now and again.

I'm an optimist at heart