Three guys were casting theirs lines to catch some fish and a couple were rowing in a small boat.

Two crows were cruising by, eyeing for some targets to poop on. (Those nasty birds!) The younger of the two crows tried to show off and dove onto those three guys.

Tut, tut, tut. But it went thud, thud, hitting only two of the three. The older crow went towards the couple in the moving row boat. Tut, tut. And it went thud, hitting only one of the two people in the small boat. Since this was a moving target, it didn’t seem all that bad.

Then, out of nowhere came this little bird, wings still wet like it had just been hatched. It dove towards those three guys. Tut, tut, tut. Thud, thud, thud. It swooped over to the row boat. Tut, tut. Thud, thud. Then a kid riding a bike came around. It flew over there. Tut. Thud. It then rested on a tree branch.

So the two crows felt embarrassed and went over there, said, “We are impressed! Where did you learn to poop on people with such precision?”

The little one said, “I may be a new hatch but I’ve got plenty of experience. In my former life I was an attorney.”