A giant inflatable dog poop sculpture in Swizerland blew away and broke the windows in a childrens’ home. Scott Adams’ take:
I mean, if just once in your entire life you create a huge inflatable turd that injures an orphan, it sort of erases anything else you might do. You’ll always be that guy.
Via Chaos Theory
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I always think Onan must have felt the same. He nips out of the camp for a quick hand shandy and gets seen by the Lord God and the whole sin of masturbation is named after him forever! His mother must have been pure ashamed.