Oh. One of *Those* Days.
Sep. 9th, 2004 09:18 amI was driving to work this morning and stopped at a stop sign with my driver's side window rolled down about four inches. Some bird equipped with a Norden bomb sight managed to crap through this slit and onto my exposed wrist.
At least it wasn't a Foo bird.
At least it wasn't a Foo bird.
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Date: 2004-09-09 02:29 pm (UTC)You don't appear to be one of them, though ;)
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Date: 2004-09-09 02:37 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2004-09-09 03:08 pm (UTC)But maybe not as bad as the guy in PE class my freshman year of high school who apparently had a target for seagulls painted right on top of his head one day...
(On the other hand, he was wash and wear.)
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Date: 2004-09-09 03:11 pm (UTC)"Some days, you're the pigeon. Other days, you're the statue." :-|
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Date: 2004-09-09 05:41 pm (UTC)I had to look that up. D'oh!
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