Statues, man. Gotta love ’em. Hundred years ago, some fancy-pants artiste carved this, and then a bunch of stuffed suits unveiled it, and now here I am poopin’ on it. That’s what attracts us pigeons to statues: the ability to deliver poetic justice on a daily basis. You can fly right up to ’em, do whatever you want to ’em, and they can’t do nothing back.
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Someone’s in for a rude awakening…
Make like a duck little pigeon.
Or he can make like a tree and leaf. (I know, I know, it’s an oldie but still a goodie, lol)
Don’t show this to PETA!
the segment most germaine is around the 35 second mark and reoccurs every so often.
Mike, I have at least temporarily solved my computer problem. Thanks for all your help.
That is one of the best things I’ve ever seen. Dang, I love Aardman Studios. Thanks, Murray C, and I’m glad your computer is not giving you so much grief.
The dogs RULE! The print maker! Gaah!
This is fantastic! 😀
Hilarious! The shout-out to Bob Ross had me ROFLMAOing.