So one time when I was a kid, me and my brother Nicky were walking home from 7-Elleven with Slurpees in hand and a bird pooped on my arm. I thought I spilled delicious Slurpee. I was wrong, so very wrong. It was grosser than gross. The other day while eating delicious Arby's, a bird pooped on Rachel's jacket. Thinking it was Arby's I said "Let me get that for you [with my mouth not with a napkin like a normal human being]." Luckily, with a disgusted look on her face, she stopped me before I slurped it up. This story demonstrates that 1) Slurpees, Arby's, and bird poop are very similar in texture and color and 2) I never change, but 3) having a fiancée is nice 'cause she looks out for me.
Ew.
ReplyDeleteCoulda lived my whole life not knowing you'd eaten bird poop. Thanks a lot.
ReplyDeleteGross? You mean delicious. I eat bird poop all the time, Camilla!
ReplyDeleteI keep in in my poop bucket.
This is the funniest thing I have read in a long, long time.
ReplyDeleteAlso, does this mean I can expect you to continue to try to eat bird poop?
What the.....what kind of slurpee what that?? bright blue or red?? so then what type of bird pooh's blue/red poo??
ReplyDeleteThey have the white kind of Slurpee aka Pina Colada which is yum. They make like dozens of flavors/colors. Plus the ice part is always kind of whitish anyway.
ReplyDeleteYeah, a brother should have stopped you, too, but you ate it up so fast I didn't have time to react. So that makes me conclude that you never change.
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