Dear God, why?
You couldn’t score a dead pigeon kabab from some street hustler?
I thought it was just McDonald’s that made their food out of ground-up whole pigeons. Not even good pigeons, either. Horrible diseased pigeons.
For everyone who’s following my whining, my temperature came down last night around 8. So thanks for all the good thoughts and things. Now I’m just throwing up and coughing, which is actually better.
Quasi-Daughter cleans for fun. I should rent her to you, Taters.
We don’t have street hustlers around here. Or very many pigeons, either. The alligators ate them all. We do have a lot of seagulls, storks, cranes, herons, ibises, egrets, etc.
Anyway, it was cheap and relatively fast. And I would probably try roast pigeon if someone offered it. I’ve eaten worse.
Reconcile with an old friend.
All has been forgotten.
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