#pigeons

#pigeons

Is there something I would figuratively die on a hill for? Yes, there is and as it happens, I'm sitting on a literal hill right now, feeding them. Pigeons. Why pigeons? Because it's about time they get the respect they deserve. I like pigeons. Because they're like me, working class. You can tell pigeons are working class because every pigeon looks knackered. It's about this point in the conversation that people politely make their excuses and slowly back away (literally) while avoiding eye contact.

"It might only be a pigeon, but that was disgusting," says Stacie Delzingo, the founder of Safe Hands. "And it's cruelty."

Douglass promises that pigeons, pigeons and more pigeons will be all we're getting, and, to stress the point, there's one circulating the stage strapped to a remote-controlled car.