My Confused Pigeon

My Confused Pigeon owned a bottle of coke that they sometimes try to nail to the wall. One might say this is a bizarre approach to life, to my neighbour, but not to the Pigeon, who thought that this idea is miraculous. A bottle of coke would be the thing that was selected.

My Confused Pigeon had a bag of poop that they would sometimes put on his head. One might find this to be a fairly weird and wonderful thought, to you and me, but not to the Pigeon, who considered that it was in fact, awesome. Who would have thought, a bag of poop is the thing to opt for.

My Confused Pigeon desperately searched for a chocolate bar that they would sometimes break. It should have been a strange exercise, to my neighbour, but not to the Pigeon, who expected that the idea was wonderful. Who would have imagined, a chocolate bar was the thing that was chosen.

My Confused Pigeon desperately needed a dildo that they sometimes try to balance on their head. It should be a curious suggestion, to most, but not to the Pigeon, who feels that it was in fact, magnificent. Strangely, a dildo is the thing that was chosen.

My Confused Pigeon needed a teapot that they sometimes put up their bum. It should have been an unusual operation, to my dad, but not to the Pigeon, who had decided that it was in fact, miraculous. Strangely, a teapot having that done to it

My Confused Pigeon always kept a rubber chicken to cuddle. It should have been an astonishing idea, to most, but not to the Pigeon, who thinks that the idea was breathtaking. Remarkably, a rubber chicken is the item to choose.