What are the chances?
We all know the joyous feeling when we finally find parking after going in circles for what seems like hours on end, and this parking seemed as good as any. There was absolutely no way for the owner of this car to know the birds would choose to sit right above his car, and his car only. What was so special about this spot?
Things would have looked a lot different if it was only one bird, but this mess of a car makes you believe in curses, because what are the chances that all the birds in the neighborhood would choose the spot right above his car? This car is so dirty, you can’t even drive it. Poor guy.