Two Pigeons Who Look Like…
You guessed it:
Ken, stressed to fuck as he rightly should be and, of course:
Spot on this one I reckon. It’s actually a pal called Mike who was a little concerned when I asked if I could use his image in case people thought he might be gay, which he isn’t. He said I could only use it if I stated clearly in the text that ‘he loves the hole’.
So – tomorrow’s the big day. No more comms from Boris, a generic email from Bri, and the usual spam from Ken. It’d better not be Ken or I’m going into hiding to bury my beak in the carpet of a disused local till I throw up.
All you Londoners out there, it’s up to you. You decide.
The fate of the London pigeon is in your hands.