Birds: Can't live with 'em, can't live without 'em.
A bird shit on me again. Not a word of a fucking lie. I was out playing road hockey by the church, and I left my sweater on a bench near to where we were playing. I subbed out and went to sit down, and there it was. A wet white blotch on my sweater. I looked at it for a minute and then said "fuck." I then picked it up and wiped the shit spot against the wall. Although I think I only ground it further into the fabric of my sweater, I did leave a nice wet streak on the wall which was more than satisfying. Is this strange? Does anyone else get shit on by birds on a regular basis?