The Stupid Pigeon

The Stupid Pigeon had a helmet that they would often sit and look at. It was considered to be a fairly exciting suggestion, to my grandma, but not to the Pigeon, who felt that it was in fact, awe-inspring. You wouldnt have imagined, a helmet would be the item that was chosen.

The Stupid Pigeon desired a spade that they would often cuddle. It is a fairly unusual thing to do, to me and my wife, but not to the Pigeon, who assumed that this idea was miraculous. A spade would be the chosen thing.

The Stupid Pigeon desired a Harry Potter wand that they would occasionally worship. It would have been a weird and wonderful activity, to me and my wife, but not to the Pigeon, who expected that it was in fact, wonderous. Honestly, a Harry Potter wand is the thing to select.

The Stupid Pigeon desperately searched for a sword that they would occasionally watch for 10 minutes every morning. This seems to be a new approach to life, to my grandpa, but not to the Pigeon, who had come to the conclusion that this idea is the most awesome idea. Bizarrely, a sword is the thing to choose.

The Stupid Pigeon always had with them a can of Dr Pepper that they liked to sit and look at. It might be an original action, to me and my wife, but not to the Pigeon, who feels it would be exciting. Strangely, a can of Dr Pepper having that done to it

The Stupid Pigeon always carried a mug that they sometimes insert somewhere. It would be a fairly funny exercise, to me and my parents, but not to the Pigeon, who assumed it was fun. Honestly, a mug is the thing to select.