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No, really! I was bicycling happily along, or as happy as I ever am when going to a meeting, and suddenly my right cheeck is full of something wet and slimy. It was disgusting.
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LOL, that reminds me of a friend whose spiritual leader told her, "you know, if you walked out the door and a bird crapped on your head you would take it as a sign."
Anyway, jokes about cosmic meaning (or lack thereof) aside, I AM sorry, not a pleasant experience!!
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Well, I have the all-time record of being crapped on 6 different occasions by wild birds outside. One of those times I was riding my bike about 20mph and managed to get hit by a stationary crow perched on a lampost. Not only that, but his crap hit me on 5 different spots up my hand and arm. What are the odds of that?
I started believing the Far Side cartoon where birds see the whole word as a bunch of bullseye marks.
My record would have been 7, but I luckily turned at the last minute, narrowly missing a bird bomb.
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One of my greatest moments of triumph as a small child was my older brother discovering that I was using "his" swing (aka the better of the two rope swings we had rigged up) and forcing me to get off of it so that he could use it, and then watching as a bird proceeded to crap on his head seconds after he started using it. It was a beautiful thing.
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