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damn that little birdie

Thursday, June 09, 2005


Okay here's the story.

I got a little surprise during lunch.

A little birdie shitted (past tense of shit) on me. Seriously.

I was having lunch with Salina at Lau Pa Sat. It was sheltered, mind you. But I guess the birds were just chilling on one of the high beams above me.

I had my right hand hanging off oh-so-casually on my right knee and talking with Sal and SUDDENLY! I felt something wet on my fingers. I glanced down and saw the gooey brownish-greenish-with-some-specks-of-white liquid. Wtf.

The moment I saw it, I went like "Oh hell... Just great. I got an extra ingredient here." I wiped it off with my $1.99 tissue from LifeStyle 1.99 and tried to swallow in the bile that was slowly creeping up my insides. Konon-konon nak step cool ahh... Ahahaha...

So I was hurrying Sal to finish up her curry chicken and telur asin and leave that place but Nooo... She took her sweet time.

BUT!

And then guess what!

Another one came.

Yes, as in, another ingredient came plopping and resting nicely on my skirt this time.

I don't know what to say... What to think... How to react...

I mean, how do you feel when you got shit on not once, but TWICE!! But one's thing for sure - the bird got diarrhoea lah sia...

So I had to ask Sal for her $1.99 Watsons tissue and wiped off the little gift the bird left me. I wanted to die.

I looked up and saw that the bird looked quite nonchalant. That kinda buat bodoh face. Cheebs.

But my saving grace for that moment was probably when Sal said that it's lucky to get shitted (past tense of shit) by a bird. I don't know how's that supposed to be lucky lah but hoookaayy... Whatever.

So I supposed I'll be super duper lucky today cos I got shitted TWICE. Bukan sekali eh tetapi dua kali eh sila!~

So make me feel lucky, people.

A $100 bill would do nicely.




the enigma was spotted at 13:52