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 here...it just looks so much more permanent in writing....
