So I was, like, walking. And then I saw a little sparrow perched high up on a tree. It was very er... well... moving to see it there. Then it pooped on me. Poop, glorious poop. Ah yes.... then I realized it pooped on me. So I ran home, into my closet, punched the security number on my safe, broke my knuckles (from punching it), realized I had to press the buttons, opened the safe and took out my rifle. Then I ran outside. But by then... Sooo, I ran home, into my closet, punched the secur.... broke my knuckles, went to the hospital, was warded for a week, and came back home. But by then...