| Comment | I've always really liked crows. They look elegant, act elegant, never cause any bother and they're probably technically more intelligent than us. I woke up though to see them bobbing around a mess of radioactive coloured vomit on the steps outside. One of the brave ones took a couple of pecks at it and then they all backed away. Just saw the poor wee bastard fly past with shite dribbling out of it. Fuck knows what was in that steaming prick's curry. Best left for the bastard seagulls. |
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