Friday, June 04, 2004

P is for Pigeon and Party (but not together)

Me and friend walking home from school today:

Friend: "Oh my god, what's that noise?"
Me: "I don't know"
Friend: "I think it's coming from those pigeons over there"
Me: "Oh, it must be the sound of their germs rubbing together"

Then she tells me that when pigeons look all fat and inflated it means they want to have sex.

Friend: "That one doesn't want to f*&k*"
Friend: "That one doesn't want to f*&k either"

I now know definitively that of the 3,452 pigeons between school and my house, none want to f*&k.

I'm off to the birthday party of the friend in the story above. There will be non-law school boys. And booze. So-long ConLaw...hello intoxication and fresh meat.

*I don't know why I can't bring myself to drop the f-bomb on just looks so much more permanent in writing....
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