So i'm sitting outside the Sacks of Potatoes lost in thought when this maingie flea bittten bird sidles up and settles down next to me as if i was lonely and needed some company!. Where did it all go wrong, before they got married/settled down, etc.. i used to have lots of drinking buddies, now i just have Vermin!!
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If that's a picture of the actual pigeon, s/he's looks hurt and was probably seeking out a kind soul for help. Obviously made the wrong choice. Hmm, wonder why you have no friends. BTW, the Rock Dove you call vermin is quite an illustrious bird (see http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AopIsWYPwtI).
Join the club! I think the same pigeon ate the leftovers of my ready salted crisps the other day. I took pity on him and he took pity on me for being a solitary, middle-aged fortysomething just like you.
Made me smile anyway seeing your words. You got good taste in pubs!
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