and now it's tomorrow.
All I had to tell you was that a bird pooed on the back of my head at the train station, and I had to get a total stranger to wipe it off with a tissue. That could wait, right?
Come on down!
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If you had bought the ear wax remover I am sure it could have doubled up for use on the bird poo.
Isn't that supposed to be good luck?
I once went with a streak of bird doo on the back of my coat for the better part of a day before an employee of the university bookstore pointed it out. You need to imagine a French accent:
"Did you know what's on the back of your coat? It's not very ni-i-ice...Non! Don't touch it!"
Maybe that's what's on Donna's back...
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