My name is A Pigeon. One day, I was walking in the park when I saw a whale. I
thought this was pretty odd, because it's a known fact that whales are mammals.
Therefore, it should not have been enjoying that snowcone as much as it was. But it
was. It was eating a snow cone and riding the merry-go-round. And not one of those
wussy new merry-go-rounds either (if they even make such a thing). This was back
when playground equipment had character and if you didn't look out, you could lose a
finger. Or somebody might kick you. Either way. Anyways...this whale was having
way to much fun, so I pooped on his head like all good pigeons do.
What happens next? You decide!