Bird Poop Stories

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Listen to the Someday a Bird Will Poop on You:  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-zA56dbTa08

JP & GP
Pelican Poop

So, long time ago jinx and I were at a conference in FL.The afternoon off we went to the Captiva Island. Walking on the beach, the New York girl with a BIG hairdo  walking in front of us got dumped on by a huge pelican with a huge poo. No one in our group could stop laughing while the poor girl had to wash her hair in the ocean............

MH
Okay, here is my true bird poop story:

It happened in 1979.  I was going for my final defense of my dissertation at UGA.   I had two major professors, Curtis Ulmer, and Alice Klein.  Alice had been my statistics’ professor.  Both she and Curtis were brilliant, and he wanted her to share the spot as co-major professor.  Unfortunately, Alice was diagnosed with cancer prior to my completing the degree, but she still was present at the defense.  When she got to her questions for me, she wanted me to change the display of some tables.  Curtis was irritated because he thought she should have simply directed me to do this prior to the final defense.  It didn’t stop me from passing, it just meant a bit more time in finishing the document, because I had to secure the templates for the tables from some folks in the College of Education.  I was a little disappointed, but I was not angry at Alice like Curtis.  I felt she had been tremendous as my teacher, and of course along with everyone who loved her, I was grieving about her condition.  I wore a bright green emerald dress to the defense.   I left and walked over to the College of Education to get what I need to make the adjustments.  I stepped out onto a little balcony on the second floor of the building and I could see Curtis approaching.  He came to be with me.  He’s completely bald (I’ll share a photo of him later).  As he was trying to cheer me, I realized something white and wet was coming off his bald head onto my bright green dress.  A pigeon had pooped on both of us, and we broke into intense laughter.  The poop was on me was in the boobs area, and Curtis had taken out his handkerchief and was trying discreetly to help me remove it.  Now, the man with whom I worked was Mr. Tom Mahler, the Director of the Georgia Center.  A real older Southern Gentleman who helped me with so much.  I always called him Mr. Mahler, and would never used any naughty language in his presence.  When I went into the office, he said, “Mawgret (drawn out with his great Southern accent), what is on your dress?  I said with no hesitation, “That is Pigeon Shit, Mr. Mahler”!   He just grinned and his laughter seemed endless.   Yes, one day a bird pooped on me.  I’ll send Curtis’ photo in a minute.   I ordered three copies of the book today, because it resonates with me, but I do love hearing the woman read it in the YoutTube presentation.   Margaret

HJ

Very good.  And I vividly remember the two times I have been pooped on.  Once while on a sailboat at age 12 off of Hilton Head Island and the other visiting the African American museum in Los Angeles when I was 30 or so.  It was pretty hilarious.

CHLOE

I'm sure you remember that you and Stell gave Chloe the book Some Day a Bird Will Poop on You? Well we were at the park last week before school and guess what? She got pooped on!! She handled it marvellously as did her mother and 40 wet wipes. She didn't skip a beat and read the book at bedtime the rest of the week throwing in her own Australian bird story.

Here is the most bizarre and really a really sad story about bird poop that ran in the Atlanta Journal Constitution on August 14, 2019:

https://www.ajc.com/news/local/torpy-large-driving-under-doo-doo-with-intent-distribute-lunacy/Vr0xaZ0q4x1O1X07RpV1uO/?fbclid=IwAR24Qg-Zp5Mw-jUjDQlKiW8hDpmIht08L0WRwDy8_4ztc0AWBJ87HcZGpFQ

AJC EXCLUSIVE: Driving under doo-doo with intent to distribute lunacy

I'll just copy the beginning here and then if you would the full story use the link above:

The next time a black man says he was racially profiled, I’ll give him the benefit of the doubt, thanks to the bizarre and infuriating case of Shai Werts.

Werts is the Georgia Southern University quarterback now nationally infamous for bird poop.

He was arrested on July 31 in Saluda County, S.C., as he drove back to school after visiting his family. As you may have seen, deputies stopped him for speeding and arrested him for cocaine possession — which they claimed was the white substance they saw on the hood of Werts’ car.

Yes, you read that right. They said they found cocaine. On. The. Hood. Of. His. Car.

The encounter offered some true theater of the absurd, captured on body camera:

Deputy: What’s that white stuff on your hood, man?

Werts: Bird (expletive).

Deputy: Bird (expletive)? That ain’t bird (expletive)!

Werts: I promise you, that’s bird doo-doo.

Deputy: I promise you, it’s not though.

Werts: I swear to God, that’s bird doo-doo.

Deputy: Well, I swear to God, it’s not. I just tested it and it turned pink.

The deputy’s drug field test determined that the dried white substance splashed across Werts’ hood was cocaine.

Except, of course, it wasn’t.

Later testing determined what any cognizant person would have surmised — that it was not an illegal substance. South Carolina prosecutors dropped the charge.

The origin of that substance is still undetermined because, well, law enforcement doesn’t test for bird doo-doo. Werts told the cop he had earlier tried to wash off the windshield, which spread the substance. Police theorized Werts tried to toss coke from his speeding car and it landed and stuck all over his hood. Apparently defying physics. And logic.

The whole encounter demonstrated what seems to be racial profiling mixed with questionable policing and a dose of gullibility.

January 9, 2021

Vivienne:  It is avery lucky thing if a bird poops on you!!

Margaret:   Is that an old Irish saying?

Vivienne:  Not sure it is Irish but I heard it many many times and something my mom said to us when we were kids.  Lots of people buy a lottery ticket when a bird poops on them.