Today at lunch, one of the fifth grade boys said he wished he were a bird so he could fly around and poop on people's heads. My first thought was "WTF?" I had to ask him why in the world he would want to poop on people's heads. Apparently in Mexico it's good luck to have a bird poop on your head. Mexicans in the house, please represent...is that true? So then I informed the kid that good luck and bad luck don't exist. What is, is. What will be, will be. Another fifth grader overheard my "I don't believe in good luck" conversation and told me "You don't believe in good luck? No wonder you're always in a bad mood." Kids...don't you just love them? It would be kind of cool to turn into a bird and fly around and maybe poop on someone. Kind of like the Wonder Twins. Remember them? Except they didn't poop on anyone...they just turned into things...ice and stuff...wow...that's old skool!
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