Nine pound bird is not a euphemism.

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Valancy Jane and Buckman – *trying to get the attention of a Victoria Crowned Pigeon*

Buckman – “That one’s looking at you.”

Valancy Jane – *clucking noise*  “Look at him, he’s coming closer!”

Victoria Crowned Pigeon – *coming closer*

Valancy Jane – “I don’t know what this noise means to him but it must mean something, look at the way he’s coming over here, bobbing his tail.”

Victoria Crowned Pigeon – *comes closer, faster*
*takes off*
*TRIES TO HUMP MY FACE*

Valancy Jane – “AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!”

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8 responses »

  1. This is what you get when you try to love a bird, I guess. Is it fair? No. Is it right? No. But it’s what you call a bird getting mixed signals, if you know what I mean.

    By the way. Every time I see a pigeon, I tell it hello and immediately think of you.

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