Went off early this morning in search of breakfast. I had a hard time finding anything but in the end found a pile of rice in the middle of the road, at the bottom of street number 5. I nibbled the rice, which tasted slightly off for some reason and there were bits of rotten meat in it I think. Other pigeons came by and tried to share breakfast with me but I hissed at them; too early in the morning to bother with entertaining and talking to others. I saw the shoulder length brown haired peeping tom, the woman in the lincoln, N, pass by at around 6, God! some of these people are eager aren't they. Half an hour later I saw the brown haired bloke peeping tom, Z, and he looked grizzly. Must have had a bad night. Then I saw the last one R, and she looked bug eyed, must have got up late. I suppose they'll all be rushing to their office to stare at me. Well, I've decided not to go back early as I can't face all the crowds and the thought of the trio staring at me is too much , so I just went and sat in a palm tree, then realised I didn't feel too hot. I decided to sleep which I did for a few hours and then headed back to my Palazzo at around 4 in the afternoon, with an excrutiating tummy ache. I rushed to the Poo Corner and had trouble lifting my tail high enough to get the job done. The pile was too high. In the end, I slid my tail up the pile backwards and spent the next hour here, staring into the distance. That was the excitement of today. Thank god it's the weekend and I don't have to see the crowds, in particular, the three stooges, again.
Went off early this morning in search of breakfast. I had a hard time finding anything but in the end found a pile of rice in the middle of the road, at the bottom of street number 5. I nibbled the rice, which tasted slightly off for some reason and there were bits of rotten meat in it I think. Other pigeons came by and tried to share breakfast with me but I hissed at them; too early in the morning to bother with entertaining and talking to others. I saw the shoulder length brown haired peeping tom, the woman in the lincoln, N, pass by at around 6, God! some of these people are eager aren't they. Half an hour later I saw the brown haired bloke peeping tom, Z, and he looked grizzly. Must have had a bad night. Then I saw the last one R, and she looked bug eyed, must have got up late. I suppose they'll all be rushing to their office to stare at me. Well, I've decided not to go back early as I can't face all the crowds and the thought of the trio staring at me is too much , so I just went and sat in a palm tree, then realised I didn't feel too hot. I decided to sleep which I did for a few hours and then headed back to my Palazzo at around 4 in the afternoon, with an excrutiating tummy ache. I rushed to the Poo Corner and had trouble lifting my tail high enough to get the job done. The pile was too high. In the end, I slid my tail up the pile backwards and spent the next hour here, staring into the distance. That was the excitement of today. Thank god it's the weekend and I don't have to see the crowds, in particular, the three stooges, again. 
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