I am having one topic.
Maybe funny of course...
A pigeon came to me on the window and I fed him.
Then he flew back and whispered: the guy wants to eat, I fed him.
Then I think, I have to do something to feed. I made a 5 litre bottle. Drawing a cane there.
I put her out on the street.
Then came a pigeon with his body. Take it like a restaurant.
Going into the room (to the kitchen)
Well, I think, at all the fucking ohuels.
and expelled them.
And now I think: the man with the telephone came... it didn’t work out in a guy’s way.