Yes, it does.
Today was an interesting day. Cindy and I were walking around downtown. I was mostly there to give input regarding her grad ball dress. Anyway, while walking down Yonge, a flock of birds suddenly lurched overhead. Usually I wouldn’t have given it much thought, but this time was different. I felt some wet drops fall on my head. I wanted to make sure it was just water, but when I checked my glove I could see wet white goop.
SO GROSS.
Luckily, Cindy had a few napkins, so we got a bit out of my hair. Unfortunately, the rest had already dried up. I mean, damn, that stuff dries really quickly. We couldn’t get some of the chunks out–they seemed to be cemented. So, we rushed over to the Eatons Centre where I went to the washroom. Yup. As I poured water over my head, I could feel a chunk coming out in my hands. So disgusting. I got what I could out, but I didn’t feel right. And I continued to not feel right on the subway and on the way home.
As soon as I got home, I took a shower. When I got under the water though, I was hit with the scent of bird shit. I had to really scrub myself down and wash my hair a few times. Rest assured though, I’m now quite clean.
When I told mom, she was joking that it’s a sign of good luck to be showered with blessings. I personally don’t find her joke to be all that funny. However, if it happened to someone else, I know I’d be laughing as well. Oh well. I write this disgusting story here just to make sure that it doesn’t get spread around through second or third hand accounts. The truth is right here, yo.
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3 comments
Ron says:
Sun. February 19, 2006 at 1:07 pm (UTC -4 )
I got shat on by a gull in gr. 5. Right beside the western-most portable on the Cardinal Newman field. Nasty.
Ron says:
Sun. February 19, 2006 at 6:47 pm (UTC -4 )
Addendum: ever since then I’ve been wary of birds flying overhead.
Jason says:
Mon. February 20, 2006 at 1:54 am (UTC -4 )
I’d keep an eye on birds overhead, but I’d be afraid of them shitting in my eyes.