
While cutting the grass out our back garden I bemoan the fact that I have to pick up the dogs poo.
Me: (looking at the dog) Jesus, Is there anything worse than picking up your shit?
Moments later bird shit lands on my head.

While cutting the grass out our back garden I bemoan the fact that I have to pick up the dogs poo.
Me: (looking at the dog) Jesus, Is there anything worse than picking up your shit?
Moments later bird shit lands on my head.
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