TARGET PRACTICE!

This is a seriously funny story, about bird poop, target practice, opera, and my best friend. So about nine years ago, we went to the beach with her, my brother and mother, and this other girl from our street who didn't have anything else better to do.

We arrived at the beach and wen straight into the water. All day we flounced around in the sea water splashing each other and building monster sand castles. the day was full of fun, and that was just the morning.

My mom called us in for a lunch of sandwiches and fresh fruit which we enjoyed. Then she made us wait for thirty minutes to let our food settle and our new application of sunscreen to dry. In this time my best friend, who has asked not to be named, took it upon herself to tell us she wanted to be an opera singer.

Now, this was news to me and I nearly fell out of my chair laughing at this, but what was to come next made me laugh even harder. She asked us if we wanted a personal concert, so we told her yes and could barely contain our giggles. So she started off.

We were laughing the entire time, but she proceeded onward with great gusto. Apparently one of the seagulls didn't like her singing as much as we did, so he or she decided to do something about it.

TARGET PRACTICE!

When she was almost done this bird came and pooped on her, and she didn't even notice! haha! So the other girl told her "hey that bird just pooped on her arm"

And my BBF said "No way"

They proceeded to argue about it, until the other girl grabbed my BBF's arm and showed her, and we all cracked up laughing!!!!!!! :D

We still joke about it today.

Another funny thing about this friend of mine is that the same year we invited her to the rodeo. Before departing for a day full of festivities, we stopped at IHOP for breakfast. My friend afterwards asked my dad, whose name is not Pete "Mr. Pete, Mr. Pete, when can we go back to eyeball?"

This is my best friend in a nutshell. I LOVE her!

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