All you have to do is make me your king and I won't bother you anymore. While trusting his claims, the pigeons elected him to their throne. But no sooner was he installed than he began exercising his royal prerogative by devouring a pigeon a day. Well, it serves us right, said one poor pigeon whose turn had yet to come. The moral of the story some remedies are worse than the disease itself. For urban legends and stranger truths, I'm Bob Dennis