There's a f*cking pidgeon f*cking cooing f*cking yards from my head. F*cking constantly. I think I'm going insane. I can even hear it over my headphones. In my current state, This Is Not F*cking Helping™.
Well maybe next time, instead of the one inside demanding toast and coffee, she'll be demanding you go and find your gun and do something about the one in the roof... :P
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