A seagull shat on me today. That was lovely.
There was a person who thought it was a good idea to feed the seagulls that brought the one that shit on me over. She had a bag full of bread bits, and was throwing pieces to them. There were approximately one hundred seagulls swirling all around her, and the walking path was just fifteen feet or so from her, so one of the retreating birds was the one that crapped on me.
Never feed seagulls, folks. I had to let my family walk on without me to Belmont Park and go all the way back to our rooms and change, then walk back to join them. Thanks a lot, ma'am.
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