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Flying Rat
« on: March 04, 2011, 01:06:31 AM »
The day I ate the flying rat, sorry, pigeon.
by SAM WELBECK on FEBRUARY 28, 2010

I grew up in London England. I grew up not far from Trafalgar Square in Central London, the home of the pigeon. I grew up believing that pigeons are rats with wings. I don’t mean that in a sort of metaphorical sense, I literally mean that I have always considered a pigeon to be the bird version of a rat. A vermin. A pest. A dirty animal which feeds on next to anything including, when in hard times, other birds. The uncaring, selfish cousin of fowl which breeds just for the sake of annoying me. A bird which likes to wait up above on branches and lamp posts and on the tip of bus stop signs, for me to appear down below in my best suit, just dry cleaned and ironed and en route to a very important customer meeting; just to sh*t on me. Yes I used that word. It takes a lot for me to use that word. I really need you to know just how hard it was for me to put one of these “feathered gremlins’” into my mouth – MY MOUTH – the gate to my inner being, the doorway to my health and well being.







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