“Malo periculosam, libertatem quam quietam servitutem.”
Don't blame the pigeons, they're just trying to front-run the approaching hail storm.
Pigeons have nothing on a flight of Canadian geese. Arc light raid of green slush.-Snakepit
First pigeon, "dibs on the convertible!" Second pigeon, "everyone to the convertible!"
In coming with a vengeance...
Multiple targets. Look closely at the green thing.