Yesterday, as I was leaving BART, a bird tried to land on my head. I felt his little scratchy claws on my scalp. A scruffy looking man nearby started shouting, "It's good luck...the bird....it's good luck, it's good luck!!!" A woman walking next to me clarified, "It's good luck that it didn't poop on your head."
I washed my hair extra good last night.
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