StanleyClown

I have your baseball, been using it to kill pigeons outside your office so I have something to eat. Why don't you come down to my dumpster and get it!

I followed you to Texas for Thanksgiving, but I lost your trail for a week after that. Luckily at the airport in Houston they had pigeons flying all around so I could eat, but it was a bitch trying to track you down back in Cali... You should leave that place and move back to the place you love and where the pigeons taste better!

Piegons, not enough of the damned birds near your dumpster. Buy more, kill them for me and leave them next to your car, I wll get them...you MUST.

Yes it was fun! You bastards didn't give me any pigeons, not even a place to stay, I had to sleep in a dumpster right off the DZ...atleast I repacked your reserve for ya...HAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHA

I heard something about pigeons while sleeping in my box on the river bank...wasn't real clear, just coming off of a bad crack run..pigeons, need pigeons...

Your goatee back, you best start leaving pigeons out on your porch again! If not, then the goatee will stay with me!

Sometimes when I see little pigeins I think of all the times I spent living alone in the dark streets of Manhattan, or was it Chicago, or wait...damn, I really can't remeber. I have a hard time remebering things sometimes. It's probably due to my extravagant life style back in the 80's with all that white powder and shit. 83 was a cool year. I dotnt remeber much of 84, but Im sure it was good. Was it good for you, cause it was REALLY good for me. But I like pigeons. They are pretty animals and they are tasty too. SLURP!. Crack, I really cant remeber what I was trying to remember, but I forgot....POP, What the hell are youdoing here. Gotta go for now.

Where has my little crank ridd'n love slave gone? I must find him, his clown is looking for him.