Sorry I Didn't Call You Back Last Night, Mom
A bird crapped on my head while I was out yesterday afternoon. When I got home, even though my hair was still damp from the shower I took in the morning, I had to wash my hair again. Because you know... EW.
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I'm sorry, but I'm laughing. I'm sooo glad I have not had the misfortune to experience this particular grossness.
You didn't, by any chance drop an armload of oranges when doodied upon?
That is SUCH a gross feeling.
I've heard that it's actually supposed to be lucky but really it's just yucky. It happens to my husand ALL THE TIME.
At least you weren't in Austin Texas, getting the WHOLE BIRD!
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