Great Aim
Today is my lucky day. I'd lived nearly 40 years without a bird pooping on me, but today that streak ended. As I was walking to the bus this morning, I walked under a tree that happened to have a bird in it. And the bird decided to relieve himself on my shoulder. Oh wait, did I say shoulder? That's where I wish he would have done it, but unfortunately he decided to deposit the white fluid on my face. Thanks, birdie.
Another first: Today my boss kissed for the first time. Hmm, I'd better clarify. I mean that he greeted me with a kiss on the cheek, which is common here among friends. He also offered me a "real job": in other words, he offered to start paying me next month. Now I just need to decide if that's what I want.
Another first: Today my boss kissed for the first time. Hmm, I'd better clarify. I mean that he greeted me with a kiss on the cheek, which is common here among friends. He also offered me a "real job": in other words, he offered to start paying me next month. Now I just need to decide if that's what I want.
posted by Paul at
2:01 PM
9 Comments:
LMAO!
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Anonymous, at 2:46 PM
I've never been kissed by my boss:-))
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Anonymous, at 3:50 PM
Hola green-go
Just 2 thoughts:
1. U have to be grateful that cows don't fly (I know.. old joke but still a good one)
2. Is your boss a man??
Salu2
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Anonymous, at 4:44 AM
I too went many years without having a bird single me out as a lavatory until one beautiful sunny day in Richfield, MN USA.
My wife and kid were walking across a floating bridge that cuts across the lake at Veterans Memorial Park. The "bridge" is kind of thin and quite "tippy", but fun to cross as it cuts thru the reeds and you can often see a lot of birds, maybe a wood chuck or two, etc.
We were enjoying the walk when a flock of ducks came zooming by overhead, really low. We all looked up and thought it was so cool, till the bombs began to hit! There was no cover and little room for evasive action. The ducks really nailed us good--I got it in the face, my wife got it in the shoulder and the kids got spattered as well. It was truly a bombing run with tremendous precision.
The beauty and majesty of ducks in flight has alluded me ever since...
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Anonymous, at 3:50 PM
Well, I guess you beat me on the bird poop. I went at least 60 years
before a little warbler fowled my arm whle I was sitting under an arbor in an eatery in Big Sur, Calif. Memorable experience.
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Anonymous, at 12:53 AM
There is nothing like having bird poop on your face, to slap you back to reality.
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Anonymous, at 12:41 PM
If I had to choose, I think I'd take the bird poop over the man's lips.
Every. Single. Time.
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Bill Heroman, at 4:40 PM
I am still chuckling over this. Thanks for the smile!
Funny, you never kissed ME when you were here. What, is my stubble not to your liking?!
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Anonymous, at 12:35 PM
Remember when the bird crapped on Blip in AZ last November?
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Anonymous, at 2:41 PM
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