Tuesday, October 20, 2009

TBWCYL Day 293 - Shit!

Today my goal was to be shit on by a pigeon. I wore bright colors, spent as much time as I could outside, and did as much as I could to make my shoulders look seductive but no pigeon shit on me. Was I disappointed? Yes and no. I was hoping of all the days to get shit on, this would be the day to do it. Also, I didn't want shit on my shoulder so I was kind of happy for no shit.

Since I didn't get any poop on me I still want to leave you with a pigeon shit story.

While visiting NYC I was venturing out on my own while Diana was working. It was a Friday and I had just stepped out of Jim Hadley's Comic Book Universe and was talking to my father on my cell. Suddenly I looked over and a white pile of semen colored gel was sitting on the shoulder of my new jacket. I was pissed. There is still a small spot left from after I cleaned it off with some Duncan Donut napkins. This had been my first trip to NYC so I got an idea of what to expect.

So, there you have it.

That is all,


5 Ripples in the pond:

Soda and Candy said...

Heh, seductive shoulders "Ooh look Mr Pigeon, my shoulders are so big and round!"

Hmm,I think I just made myself sick.

Trinity said...

It was more like, "Come to me Mr. Pigeon. I have some big strong shoulders for you to poop on."

Soda and Candy said...

It brings a whole new meaning to the term "pigeon fancying"


ladytruth said...

I don't know why but at first I read YOU were the one that had to do the pooping on the pigeon and I figuered: okay. Reversed roles and revenge for all the times the birds do their business regardless of where and on whom, but I thought this was going to be a tricky one. I hope this isn't the first sign of me turning into a sadistic male.

Trinity said...

lady, I think you are good. You just have that juvenile in you that comes out from time to time