Some people *sick bastards* would call it good luck. Not me, though. I don't think there's anything good about getting TWO different birds doing their bussiness on you in the span of two weeks. The first one was when I was in Rosario and believe, I don't wanna go into gross details, but that had to be a damn condor! Then, yesterday, I was walking in the rain when I suddenly look down and what do I see in my breast? ANOTHER ONE! DAMMIT PEOPLE! Why all the weird things only happen to me????

It's so ridiculous I have to laugh! LOL