PIGEONS in my life (June)

This post is slightly overdue but whatever. At my graduation I spent some time with a friend of the Idiosyncrat and she made a passing comment about a PIGEON. I immediately began bouncing around demanding PIGEON information and so the depths of my obsession was reveled. After taking a moment to absorb my quite odd behavior she spoke of her recent trip to a big city and how all the PIGEONS she saw appeared dirty and unkempt, she made a comment on how she finally understood why PIGEONS are called winged rats. I do not approve of this sentiment but there is reason behind it. Anyway while she was observing the RAT PIGEONS a new PIGEON descend. This PIGEON was possessed of a large white mohawk and upon his arrival began to strut about puffing up his chest. Henceforth this PIGEON shall be known as WHITE MOHAWK GOD PIGEON. I am very thankful to him for impressing on my new friend the variety, beauty, and hilarity that can so easily be found in PIGEONS if you only take the time to look. There is a good life lesson in that. PIGEONS for the Philosophy Win.