So check this out. Last week I got one of those annoying chain-letter emails. This one came with a twist though, it was actually a parody of chain letters. It made the same wild predictions of happiness in a joking manner. It was kinda clever and I got a few laughs. At the end it had one of those obligation clauses. It said that if I didn't send it to 50 people in the next 30 seconds I would have a pigeon poop on my head the next day.
Funny stuff but, keeping with tradition, I erased it immediately and didn't foward it to anyone.
Then the next morning comes along. I'm walking out the door, heading for my car and BAM! Smack down in the middle of my brand new shirt's shoulder. A big, black & white pile of bird poop.
I stood there, eyes wide open, staring at my shoulder. A few cars passed by and they must've wondered if I was crazy, standing there covered in poop. But I just couldn't believe what had just happened. I had never been pooped on by a bird in my life before, I wasn't near any trees. But it happened, and it happened the morning after I received the letter. I went back inside and simultaneously changed my shirt and my entire outlook on the universe and the laws of causality.
Now its time for revenge. If you read my post, you have to send this story to everyone on your contact list or a bird will poop on your shoulder as well!
Hahah! Just kidding (or am I?). True story though.