gawd fucking damnit.
about a couple of months ago, i got bird pooped on for the first time ever in my life. i was walking around in east village with my new white rayon - that means dry clean only-club monaco shirt on(yeah yeah shut up) when boy pointed at me with a confused look on his face. i thought he finally noticed my illustrious allure and was going to comment on how beautiful i looked when he said, "is that bird poop on your shirt?"
i immediately dropped that shirt at the local dry cleaner and eh.. a couple of months passed and today i finally decided to pick it up on my way to the library and guess what happened? I GOT BIRD POOPED ON AGAIN! arg! not on that shirt this time though, but it's still fucking disgusting. in some ways it's more disgusting 'cause it was directly on my skin. my left arm to be specific. i mean new york pigeons! who knows what kind of patoulli flavored jizz soaked pile of cat poop eating worms they've eaten? ew!! they probably have rabies and syphillus and who knows what else!
do i look like a fucking bird toilet to these idiots? i hate pigeons. i wish they'd become extinct in place of whales or the dodo bird or some shit.
i immediately dropped that shirt at the local dry cleaner and eh.. a couple of months passed and today i finally decided to pick it up on my way to the library and guess what happened? I GOT BIRD POOPED ON AGAIN! arg! not on that shirt this time though, but it's still fucking disgusting. in some ways it's more disgusting 'cause it was directly on my skin. my left arm to be specific. i mean new york pigeons! who knows what kind of patoulli flavored jizz soaked pile of cat poop eating worms they've eaten? ew!! they probably have rabies and syphillus and who knows what else!
do i look like a fucking bird toilet to these idiots? i hate pigeons. i wish they'd become extinct in place of whales or the dodo bird or some shit.