Talking of eating pigeons, a mate of mine got a high powered automatic bb gun once and shot it in the general direction of a pigeon in his garden and hit it in the head by mistake, but didn’t kill it, it was just flapping round the floor, so feeling like a complete cunt for shooting it in the first place he ran over and shot in the head a few more times, but this still didn’t kill it. So he ran into the house grabbed a knife and chopped its head off!
feeling like a double bastard now, he concluded that if he ate it it would be a bit morally redeeming and he wouldn’t have pointlessly killed it. So he took it in the kitchen, plucked and gutted it, and baked it in the oven witha selection of fresh herbs and potatoes and stuff, and then ate it. He said it didn’t taste very nice but made him feel better for not wasting it!
This story always makes me smile when I think of it, fair play to the boy!
