Really.

Poop.

Yesterday as I was starting the car I looked in the rearview mirror to see a bunch of *crap* (yes, I said it) on my back window.  I get out to see that what looked like a paper bag filled with (what smelled like) *crap*, egg, mustard – you name it.  Nasty *crap* on my car.

Kids.

So, I get the hose and attempt to get it off (’cause I’m not touching a bag of poo!) and it took awhile to get the majority off becuase of whatever was in there.  I got most off and took my baby “Mertyl” (I named my car, and most cars I’ve had) to go get a bath at the local handwash carwash.

Took them awhile, but they got it off.

I figured it was the same kids that have ALWAYS been a pain in the butt – always after my kids.  Mostly my older one – who never seems to pay any attention to them.

But I went next door to my neighbor who was huffin’ about something and low and behold – his front of the house was egged.  NOT a good thing for any paint.

::sigh::

Little boogers.

But, Mertyl is just fine.  No worse for wear.  Now she’s clean again… thanks to the Infamous Bag-O-Poopoo-Kids.

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