ricocheting poop splash

This is easily the most vulgar title that has ever graced the pages of this blog. It had to be done.

Last night Ben and I decided to go to a film screening at the German center- this was indeed an exciting occurence because the last time they showed a film (at the French center) was about 5 months ago.
The film was "Das Boot" about a German U-boat during the war. Before I knew that that was the name of the film we would be presently watching, Ben made a comment about "something, something, das Boot" I go, "Oh, Das boot? You mean like those big boot-shaped beer glasses? yeah, there's a bar in Seattle that has those!"
Not one of my brightest moments.

it turned out to be an almost 4 hour ordeal- Ben and I were the only ones there except for the one German guy and the two people that run the French center. It was awkward. I felt like we couldn't leave, plus I liked it, I wanted to see how the film ended!
*SPOILER ALERT*
the Germans lose the war.

But here is the kicker...
We were watching the film outside on a big projector- happily enjoying fresh squeezed orange juice, and munching on some shwarma with a fan blowing on our backs. it was straight up posh for Yemen. About a half hour into the film, all these bats started flocking above us. Ben and I watched them interestedly almost as much as we watched the film - making Ace Ventura jokes, the bats were darting and swooping overhead, making a surprising amount of racket.
And then...
one pooped on my FOREHEAD.
no but seriously. A BAT POOPED on my FOREHEAD.
There was such force behind the expellation of guano that it RICOCHETED ONTO BEN'S SHIRT.
What a nice moment for us to share together.