This morning I was told to get the food prepared…

As I walked home from the store early this morning. I was accosted verbally by a male Pigeon and as he sat upon his throne waiting for bird seed….he told me to grab that piece of bread laying on the ground, break it up into pieces, inside of his throne’s holding area below him and after I did just that, he proceeded to get his food and nay desired to thank me for do such a deed…

Peasants are not to be thanked, they are to be ordered around… 😉

My Oh My!

He is a fat King! Is he not?


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A survivor of six heart attacks and a brain tumor, a grumpy bear of a man, whom has declared Russia as his new and wonderful home. His wife is Russian and she puts up with this bear of a man and keeps him in line...Thank God for my sweetie and Russia.

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