Is it really possible to fall into a barrel of shit and come up smelling like a rose?

I fell into a truck load of elephant doo when I volunteered at the zoo, and trust me, it did not smell like roses.

I wasn’t anywhere near that zoo!

I met an old high school girlfriend for a lunch date when I was working in banking. We had a great time and at the end she gave me a smoking hot kiss. I was flying high and on the way home I decided to stop at one customers farm to see how he was doing. I tried the house, no answer so I went into the barn. He wasn’t there either. But one of his cows had given birth to a calf, right into the gutter. The calf was covered in crap, and it wasn’t going to make it as it was. So me, in a suit and tie and A London Fog coat got to pickup a crap soaked calf and move it to where the mother could take care of it. Guess who was also crap soaked.