it's chow-time at the central station
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Somebody had poured out some seeds, and literally everyone was there - or so it seems. Except for the ones that had a beef, and were more interested in chasing another from the dinnertable,
than getting stuffed themselves...
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Somebody had poured out some seeds, and literally everyone was there - or so it seems. Except for the ones that had a beef, and were more interested in chasing another from the dinnertable,
than getting stuffed themselves...
.
2 comments:
Jag kommer osökt att tänka på Acke Asgam, han som inte fick nån smakbit i trängseln och undrade när de andra skulle lära sig kadaverdisciplin som han...
Av Povel Ramel, givetvis.
Cool bild! Fast livet som duva kanske inte är så festligt.
Nej, duva vill man nog inte vara. Särskilt inte den tudelade som låg på spåret i morse. Man skulle kunna säga att den var för lite för långsam.
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