Saw this the other day. Fucking rank, and not at all typical of Richmond.
A couple of pigeons daring each other to tuck into the biggest pile of goose shit I’d ever seen while the rest of us looked on, totally flabbergasted:
Apart from anything else, geese are famous for their stinking shit.
Unbelievable:
“Go on. Get in there my son.” He was going.
And then…:
He fucking did it. Stuck his whole head in and sucked up a load.
Too much.
Check Bill out throwing up in the background. Not surprised. Even I had a slight sweat on.
Turns out they were from Earls Court and were vaguely related to a pigeon that had heard of South Africa, so they’re down for the match on Saturday at Twickenham. That’s to be avoided then.
Richmond is one of those places where we come to to get away from it all, just not on match days. Heard the place is full of pigeons eating shit, and worse. There’s a lot of sick around too. Despite the alcohol content, eating lager sick never feels great.
A couple of pigeons daring each other to tuck into the biggest pile of goose shit I’d ever seen while the rest of us looked on, totally flabbergasted:
Apart from anything else, geese are famous for their stinking shit.
Unbelievable:
“Go on. Get in there my son.” He was going.
And then…:
He fucking did it. Stuck his whole head in and sucked up a load.
Too much.
Check Bill out throwing up in the background. Not surprised. Even I had a slight sweat on.
Turns out they were from Earls Court and were vaguely related to a pigeon that had heard of South Africa, so they’re down for the match on Saturday at Twickenham. That’s to be avoided then.
Richmond is one of those places where we come to to get away from it all, just not on match days. Heard the place is full of pigeons eating shit, and worse. There’s a lot of sick around too. Despite the alcohol content, eating lager sick never feels great.
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