So last night, I go and buy my wife a new minivan, we were at the Dealership for hours and hours. Finally get all the paperwork done. I had a monster headache, and we were in the heart of the Ghetto at 9pm. I was starving and one of my favorite little Mexican places was right down the street. So we cruised over there, and went in, they were closed, but the guy knows me and lets us in. I get my Green Chile Burrito, and head for the minivan. I get a phone call, talk on my cell for like five minutes outside the van. I was eating and talking on the phone cause I couldn't wait to eat, and stayed outside so I didn't spill anything in the new van.. Then all the sudden BAM, a bird sitting on a billboard takes a giant diarrhea consistency crap on my right shoulder/chest. It was about as round as a huge softball. The liquid part of the crap splattered all over my shoulder, chest, and cell phone, and the little brown squiggly solid part of the turd landed right on my damn burrito! Of course the place closed while I was on my phone, and I went home without my burrito. What a night! Still need my Green Chile burrito fix. I posted this over in the HI area, though I would share with my AZ buddies.