Still don't know how I managed this one... still feeling sick thinking about it
Got back to my car after a day at work; and noticed a pigeon had crapped on it.

Got paranoid about it taking the paint off my car... wanted to wipe it off with a tissue, but didn't have any in the car.

As it was reasonably dry, I then decided to rub it off with my hand. (Pretty grim enough...)

Then I got in the car, looked at my hand and thought "what's that mess on my hand?". And then licked it off. And then realised exactly what I'd done.

*shudders*
( biscuitbiscuit is in ur garden, watering ur plantz, Fri 21 Dec 2007, 20:53, 3 replies)

Avian Flu
Its people like you that are going to cause that avian flu to truly jump species!

I cringed at the thought!

Thanks for a great, and short story!

Merry Christmas!

Sean
( Citadel Because the world needs less morons, Fri 21 Dec 2007, 21:41, closed)

As a very young child.
I used to cover my hands in pigeon shit at Trafalgar Square, and lick it off.

For no other reason than I thought it tasted really nice.
( The Awful Puppy Bakery is still bored, Sat 22 Dec 2007, 3:38, closed)

I once
saw some stubborn poo on my bonnet which just wouldn't budge, I powerblasted it, everything. Eventually I got a scourer and now there's a monument to my basil-fawlty like movements on my car.
(Evilweevil is covered in bees, Sat 22 Dec 2007, 13:53, closed)