The "BIRD" Incident

The following pic is not for the faint of heart. Here's how the caper went down: After discovering that Santa Cruz was as alive as Elizabeth Taylor, we had a little "pick-nick" at the beach. We bought some supplies at the supermarket and were gobbling down our beachmade sandwiches. This under the strict supervision of a small group of seagulls (zeemeeuwen). After a couple of scare-aways, they realized that were not going to get anything from us. I guess they thought that Chel was mainly responsible for this (don't know why but she has to stop making seagull noises) and so they got their REVENGE. WHRSTSSTSTTTTWHIZZZZZ!!!! A big fat, juicy, green white slimey, poopie on Chel's shoulder, pants, and hair. Now, I don't know what these foul animals eat but it can't be good. Loudly laughing (Cox's can demonstrate you this noise quite accurately) they flew away. So of we went to the seas to rinse off and get the hell outta there. Finally, the pic convey more than a 1000 words.