Thursday, June 7, 2012

A Bird Sharted On Me...

Skirt: Old Navy, Shirt: Anthropologie, Belt: Target, Shoes: Ross, Lips: Viva Glam by MAC, Bracelet: Chicos

These pictures aren't the best for showing the clothy clothes, but it is what it is.

All I have to say today is that my bus stop has some kind of weird sense of humor.  Or God has a sense of humor.  Or both.

This morning, I'm waiting for the bus and PLOP! - - - - which everyone knows is the fourth onomatopoeia in the branded cereal of Kellogg's Rice Krispies.  Uh...what?

Okay so PLOP. . .

I feel something drop onto my head.

But remember how it was sunny outside?  SO obvi it wasn't rain.

Right.  I looked above me and saw one of those annoying pigeons.  Bird beak decided to dump it's freaking Rice Krispy TURD on my head.

A bird sharted on me.

Doesn't that only happen to like, Josie Grossie in Never Been Kissed?  

I had bird shart on my head this morning, and then the bus came, and then I went to work and sat at a desk. with bird shiz in the hair. . . okay I took it out, but sometimes I like to over exaggerate stuff. . . like my momma taught me.

DC.  You Rock.


  1. I just literally laughed out loud. I had two bird crap incidents during two different summers at the theme park near my childhood hometown. One on the top of my head. One *right* into my hand as I made an emphatic gesture at the picnic table. G.r.o.s.s. If it's any consolation, the cheerful green skirt was a wonderfully bright spot in my reader and looks awesome on you.

  2. Bah ha ha ha ha! Related: