And when I do a search for "pigeon feeder" I do not mean "pigeon proof feeder." It is not a country club. It is not nice to deny the poor dumb pigeons food, their heads are so tiny and their backsides so large. You can't help but feel sorry for them. Besides, they will crap all over the Mad Cow's car, bless their dumb little birdy hearts.
Pauly Walnuts was digging in the flowerbed this morning. I asked him nicely to stop it, and he rolled his eyes and said, "broads. ya know?"
All I ASK FOR IS A LITTLE R-E-S-P-E-C-T.
Now I have to go because Corey wants the computer chair for his nap.