A bird pooped on my head yesterday. It was disgusting.
We were walking along, M'ing our own B, picking up "beeg steecks", rocks, and miscellaneous sidewalk crap (I mean, treasures), when...splat. I felt it hit, and I reached up and ascertained that I was not mistaken. I stole JD's catch-phrase: "YUCK, POOP!"
JD was highly amused: "Bird yuck poop Mommy head!"
Dave was likewise amused. Myself, not so much.
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I had that happen to me on my first day back in Spain when I went there in Fall of 2000. I took it as a bad sign; as it turns out I had a great time, so consider it good luck! There's a joke about the Foo Bird being lucky---I'll tell it to you next time we see each other.
Now go wash your hair!
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