ha. no, if it were thorney, it would have been hanging from a tree...
and taxpayers would have been shelling out their hard-earned dollars to support the perverted arts, not to mention supporting lazy artists who snub their nose at us regular folk.
I remember this day well, walking out of the Manitoba Arts Council office and seeing that headless bird. In some ways it matched the feeling I had in my stomach. Slightly disgusted with our systems I guess.
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Geezuz.
ew
ditto. wow. yikes.
gruesome.
I stepped out of an office on Lombard and there it was...a headless pigeon. How did it meet it's icy death?
I felt as though it might have been somekind of bad omen, being so close to a fullmoon, I quickly glanced around in search of....Ozzy? Thorneycroft?
ha. no, if it were thorney, it would have been hanging from a tree...
and taxpayers would have been shelling out their hard-earned dollars to support the perverted arts, not to mention supporting lazy artists who snub their nose at us regular folk.
sarcasm rating: 8.7
that bird got way too much Uranium
on second glance it looks like a boat. a fowl boat.
pehaps if that bird had gotten too much uranium, he would re-animate and live on just like that, glowing above the city.
a reminder of the horror and the beauty.
i dunno. or something like that.
wolfboy's first comment made me laugh super hard! good job!! :)
i needed that... really... i did.
poor dead birdy. :(
I remember this day well, walking out of the Manitoba Arts Council office and seeing that headless bird. In some ways it matched the feeling I had in my stomach. Slightly disgusted with our systems I guess.
I've seen quite a few around this winter, I think there's even one buried in my yard under snow. Too cold for the old sky-rats I guess.
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