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Anyway, a funny thing happened to me.
I was sitting in my balcony. And I started singing a song. A woman suddenly opened her balcony door, and literally looked at me with disgust. I shut my mouth and pretended to find the source of voice too.
After some time, a fly sat on my t shirt. I was like ..let the fly sit on me , you know tp(f)wk and stuff. I was looking at the fly and the fly was looking at me. The fly started adjusting it's wings, cleaned it's face and body with its legs. It was interesting to watch. And guess what happened, the fly pooped on my jacket. It was like 0.1mm radius golden translucent poop ball. In my mind I said, "Wtf I let you sit on my jacket because I thought you were lonely too, and guess what you do ..you poop on me bitch....umm..fly not bitch." The fly was trying to get back on my jacket but I was like you broke my trust..not again. The fly was sitting on the floor and then on the railing. That dramatic fly is acting as if it's so hurt that it will commit suicide. Flies are dramatic man....