Yesterday after I got off the phone with Dennis a bird pooped in my hair. I thought of the time my Grandma told my cousin Andrew, when we were kids, that it means good luck after a bird had pooped on his head in front of her house.
The day before yesterday a hummingbird peed on my right arm while I was drinking tea. I guess I was lucky it didn't get in my tea.
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