… crap on your hat?!
Yeh, that would be seagull slime on my favorite WFUV.org baseball cap. As my mom would say, “It’s good luck!”
What is that? When a bird craps on you, people tell you it is good luck as if that is some sort of consolation for being crapped on? (sorry Mom)
The day before our wedding Gary was walking up Madison Avenue and a bird crapped on his designer suit. My mother told him it was good luck.
He may beg to differ 24 years later. Just saying.
I suppose I should consider myself lucky in this instance because about 2 minutes earlier that hat was in my beach bag. Could have been a lot worse.
Me: Hey, something just fell on my head, like an acorn or something.
Riki: Um, no a bird just crapped on your head. Hey it’s good luck!
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