Agian, as you know, my siblings are completly crazy.
The oldest is a baseball freak like me, and he always wants to play. So we went out yesterday and played catch in the front yard. He missed te ball and had to walk underneith the cherry tree to get it. He comes out and throws the ball, and I seriously fell to my knees laughing. Apparently, some birds had been eating from our cherry tree and decided to take a shit on my brothers head. He had a big purple blob running down his forhead. As soon as he found out, he washed his hair 3 times in a row and washed it again after dinner. The moral of the story, "Don't stand under a cherry tree!"