Blossom Munchers

Saw this appalling behaviour down on the South Bank near the Millennium Wheel at the weekend. Okay, so the sun was shining and it’s spring, but there is no absolutely no excuse whatsoever for being a blossom muncher. We urban pigeons are not meant to be in trees. Certainly not tucking into a load of fucking nancy flowers. What is the world coming to?

Reckon they must have been out-of-towners. Probably from somewhere near Glastonbury:

Pissed ourselves though when Mart shouts: “Oi, you, blossom muncher” and the twat nearly fell off.

Served him right. Fucking nonce.

April 12, 2011. Uncategorized.

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