A wall..

Reading Jason’s post, I think he got lucky and got away with bird shit, the bird must have missed by 0.0001 macro millisecond, which reminded me of my shitty experience.

During my trip to Melaka some months back, I went up to the hill to look for the fort, it was my first time there although I have been to Melaka for like (n+1)*z times. The weather was great, shielded by tall trees, historical heritage, a peaceful evening, a romantic walk with my boyfriend, and.. ALL OF A SUDDEN, I felt something gushing down from the sky.

Instinctively, I screamed, SHIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIT, yes, both figurative and literally shit. What can be shittier than hitting by shits right? Blardy birds. Shitted on my pants and bag. Grrr.. well, I did not take a picture of the shit if you ask me. Who would have that kind of time when you were hit by shit. To my horror, it dried up real fast. Gosh.. I couldn’t have felt shittier.

So, on my way back to KL, I stinked like shit. Damn birds. I wanna hunt them down and shit on them.

P/S: I learnt some lessons though. I know why the shit hit me instead of my bf since we were walking together, because I was an easier target! Damn! So, avoid walking with a thinner person next to you.