So, yesterday, after work, walking up to my car, I notice an enormous dollop of standard-issue Oregon crow crap. The little SOB carpet bombed my car, direct hit the trunk. While the splat had been there for but 7 hours max, the paint is now quite etched. At least the car wasn't strafed by ravens.
Who doesn't love being shat-on by our feathered friends?
Cheers,
O