The Adventures of Tap

After my one class today I was feeling pretty energized, so instead of following the paths and making my way slowly between all the pedestrians, I hopped on my bike and tore off across the grass. Up ahead there was a large group of seagulls and Canadian geese. Not much for being an asshole, I tried to avoid the group and not startle them. As I passed, a thought occurred to me. Geese poo. A lot. What if these geese had been where I was now? As the question in side finished asking itself, I hit some poo. Then some more poo, and even more poo after that. I’m not sure how many piles of poo I hit, but it was quite a few.

Thinking the worst was over I made it to Oliver road and picked up some speed. I went over a small bump in the road, and felt something hit my arm. Another bump, and something hit my leg. Confused and a little startled, I looked down and saw that the poo on my tire was starting to loosen. Every time I hit a bump, more poo would fly off and hit me! Figuring it couldn’t do me much harm, I continued my speedy and bumpy ride home, poo flinging at me all the way.

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