Kelso & Darwin
Kelso
Hey, have you ever noticed how pigeons in the park seem to have their own high‑stakes poker game when they pick the last crumb? I was thinking about how that plays out in social hierarchies, kind of like your favorite insect dances but with a lot more crumbs.
Darwin
You know, I once spent a whole afternoon watching pigeons negotiate over a single crumb and wrote down every peck like it was scripture. The pecking order is a living demonstration of kin selection and reciprocal altruism, and that last crumb is the trophy that confirms rank. I call it a natural poker game, but really it’s an evolutionary experiment in conflict resolution. Have you seen how they shift their posture before a scramble? It’s like a dance in microseconds, a prelude to dominance. If you want to study it, bring a notebook, a camera, and maybe a banana—pigeons love the scent of fruit.
Kelso
Sounds like you’ve got a very academic wingman, but hey, if the pigeons can out‑talk us, who am I to argue? Bring the banana, the notebook, and maybe a snack for me too—I’m all about those little power moves.
Darwin
Sure thing, I’ll grab the banana, the notebook, and a snack for you. Just watch how the pigeons change their posture before a scramble, that’s their subtle power move. Keep a note of the timing and the peck order, and you’ll see how they negotiate the crumb like a natural poker game. I’ll probably forget the snack, but I’ll remember the data.
Kelso
Got it, bring the banana and the snack, and I'll be right there, notebook open, watching them do their little dominance dance—just don’t forget to share the data, I’ll be the only one who actually remembers the crumb score.