Ok – I got it wrong – it’s not a hat…
Right – it seems the ‘hat’ wearing pigeon I took the piss out of in the post below is called Kevin and, it wasn’t a hat, it was a shamrock. He was wearing a fucking shamrock he made out of feathers, on his head. Here’s another pic of him next to his mate Shamus – who’s got one too:
Presume it’s coz it’s St Patricks day today which means twatty pigeons like Kevin – who have never been to Ireland never mind ‘flew over from there’ – load of bollox – suddenly put on shit Irish accents and pretend to be pissed outside Irish bars in places like Cricklewood. Pathetic.
Irish bars like this.
Get’s right on my tits – especially when they bring wear their stupid shamrock hats in town – not that they look anything like shamrocks…
This is a shamrock.
It’s just the same when pigeons go to festivals like Glastonbury. They always have to do weird shit with their headfeathers and stagger round like they’re stoned. Sad sad sad. Get a life.