App Club Giveaway: Pigeon Squadron for iPhone

Man, the avian species needs anger management classes. First we get the titular subjects of Angry Birds launching themselves at those durn pigs. Now, I-Play’s Pigeon Squadron takes feathery airborne aggression out on humans.

We’ve got five codes to give away for this goofy iOS game. To win a code, tell us about your funniest, scariest, grossest Close Encounter of the Bird Kind. They don’t have to involve poop but, if they do, we urge you to keep the language clean. Contest ends at midnight tonight.

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  • http://c0772.wordpress.com c0772

    On a beautiful day in Cornwall a few years ago, my wife and I stopped for ice cream. As we headed to take it outside, the woman gave us some cryptic warnings. Three steps outside of the store, I was knocked nearly to the ground by what I thought was a large distracted fellow tourist. Instead, as I righted myself I saw a malicious seagull wandering over to join his scheming cohorts in devouring my ice cream.

    We spent a good half hour watching the developed tactics of our avian superiors, as they would take turns at point on top of the lavatories. The point bird would assault men, women, and children mercilessly to gain their treats. My wife said the ice cream was delicious, but I had no taste for it after my assault…

  • 0megapart1cle

    I was eating at the outside table of a restaurant once, and birds kept jumping on an empty seat at the table trying to get a bite of our food. Every time I would shoo away one bird another one would take its place less than a minute later.

    Damn birds and their complete lack of fear of hunans!

  • skinnieguy

    Few years back, I was riding shotgun in a car with my buddy. Out of no where, a pigeon dives right in front of the our car and gets run over. A car pulls up to the passenger side and the driver yells “Murder! Murder!”

  • 4zsasz4

    I was sitting with a few friends on the patio of an ice cream parlor in Austin. We had sundaes and splits and one girl had a cookies and cream milkshake. There was a plopping sound and we saw a bird fly away. We all looked for poop and we couldn’t find any, on us or anything else. Then the girl looked at her shake, cookies and cream, the same color of bird poop. She didn’t drink the rest of her shake just in case.

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