Tuesday, August 09, 2005

A pigeon's philosophy


Fat Tony here. A Certain Sheep - see
  • Derek's Diary
  • says that all I ever think about is Food. Nothing could be further from the truth. I often think Deep and Meaningful Thoughts while perched here on top of the climbing frame. As I survey the poached egg plants in the border, and clouds like fluffy mashed potato sail majestically overhead, I muse on life, the universe, and whether Motorhead's lyrics lack a feminist perspective.

    I wonder if the chippy's open yet?

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