Instead of a regular arm, Carl had been born with a pigeons wing. The odd thing was, all through his life, no one ever laughed at his wing - not even the mean kids at school.
Then one day he realized why: he looked in the mirror and saw that he was a pigeon.
He shit right there. As he often did, wherever he was.
-Deep Thoughts by Jack Handey
*I realize that the vast majority of people out there don't like or are completely over Deep Thoughts by Jack Handy. But dammit I love them and they make me laugh. And this is my blog.