My Blue Pigeon

My Blue Pigeon desperately looked for a rubber johnny that they would occasionally cuddle. It should have been a fairly curious operation, to my dad, but not to the Pigeon, who feels it was wonderful. You wouldnt have thought, a rubber johnny would be the item that was chosen.

My Blue Pigeon owned a bag of flour that they would occasionally drop. This could be considered a fairly surprising suggestion, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Pigeon, who thought it would be entertaining. Who would have imagined, a bag of flour being the chosen thing.

My Blue Pigeon desperately desired a stretchman that they liked to put up their bum. It should be a fairly astonishing approach to life, to me and my parents, but not to the Pigeon, who feels that this idea was spectacular. Remarkably, a stretchman was the chosen thing.

My Blue Pigeon had a cucumber that they liked to break. It is a bizarre proposal, to me and my parents, but not to the Pigeon, who feels it was simply life. A cucumber would be the thing that was selected.

My Blue Pigeon desperately looked for a condom that they liked to experiment on. It would have been a fairly exciting approach to life, to my grandma, but not to the Pigeon, who had come to the conclusion it would be wonderous. Who would have imagined, a condom would be the thing that was opted for.

My Blue Pigeon always carried a pen that they liked to put on his head. One might consider this to be a fairly extraordinary action, to some, but not to the Pigeon, who thought that the idea was fun. Remarkably, a pen was the item that was opted for.