Ever wonder what bird poop tastes like? Me either!

I just heard a story from someone code-named biscuitbiscuit. It involves bird poop. And it made me laugh:

Got back to my car after a long
 day at work, only to discover an enormous bird
 poop right in the middle of my windshield. I had 
nothing to clean it off with— no 
water, no tissues, no scraper, nothing. But I
 couldn't have driven as I wouldn't have been
 able to see anything.

So I cleaned the bird poop off with 
my hand.

Then, as I pulled out my keys, I had a 
bizarre moment of brain-fade and thought “What's
 that all over my hand?” and cheerfully licked it 
to find out. 

This was followed by hacking, gagging and
 spitting to try and get the bird poop out of my 
mouth! I am an idiot. An idiot who was lucky not
 to be ill. An idiot who was also very lucky not 
to be seen by anyone!