Tuesday, March 3, 2009

Little Bundles of Joy Aren't the Only Things Storks Deliver

Dear friends,

Take a close look at this photo. This guy (or one of his friends; it's hard to be sure) pooped on me today. On my head ... all over me, actually. It was very public. I had no tissues.

It's hard to describe the sensation, but I would say it was reminiscent of the slimings on the Nickelodeon hit show You Can't Do That on Television. Except the Nickelodeon slime was supposedly edible and delicious, and I seriously doubt that my warm, white and sticky brand of slime was anything but.

Words of sympathy, condolence and gifts of intense clarifying shampoo would be appreciated.

3 comments:

Patrick said...

Africa loves you, Jen!

Ryan said...

sweet moses, so he rummages through trash all day, and then, he decides to hand off to you what was unfit even for his scavenging body. how many baths does it take to feel free from this insult?

David said...

Wow...that is most unfortunate. Sorry Jen!