This was no mere bird. No. This was some kind of olestra-eating, Alli-popping massively incontinent orinthological specimen. I mean, look at it. It didn’t just shit on the car. It shat all over the window, on the side mirror and down the passenger door.
Gold stars all around if you got the movie reference (although in proof reading this I see a couple of different references). If not, for the love of god, please watch this movie.
I consider this movie a litmus test of sorts. In the wise words of my fantastic s.i.l.: if you don’t like this movie, it’s a deal-breaker.
I started to get a little paranoid yesterday that maybe this bird is out for revenge against me. I’m not sure what I could have possibly done to this anal-leaking bird, but I nearly got bombed yesterday morning during my run. First the car, then nearly my head. Maybe I’ll start wearing a hat around the ‘hood.
What are your deal-breakers?