My wife and I went out to the park today. It was a perfect 25 degrees, we found a spot under a tree with some dappled sun/shade, we had ciders and good books, etc. It was a great afternoon.
...At least it was until I got shat on not once but twice by pigeons in the span of ten minutes. I had just cleaned the first off at the toilet, came back and sat down, and got it again.
F**k the dirty birds. I'm going to flush BJ and Falc this game even if they're town just for the audacity of their avian cousins.