Some years ago when I was bike-less, I met a shady guy on fb marketplace offering me a bike. He told me to meet him at his place.
When I arrived there, I found out his house functioned as a garage filled with all kinds of bikes and strange metal objects. He took 3 bikes out and I tested one. It was an orange race bike, but rusty and making weird noises so I didn’t take it.
The moment I handed him back the bike, a bird flew over and shitted all over my face. I couldn’t believe what happened and when I looked at the guy, he just smiled, revealing a set of gold teeth.
I wiped off the shit, and headed home bike-less. Thinking back of this embarrassing moment, I realise the shit had some traces of green in it. Therefore, believe it or not, calls!