Jack and I went to the park today and ate some lunch. There were about 5 ducks that wanted to join us. I had nothing to feed them except for potato chips and hard boiled eggs. The egg thing would have just been wrong. And I was afraid to feed them at all because those things will get violent. So they just watched us eat and quacked a lot. Jack threw a ball at them to make them go away. I told him that wasn't cool.

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I was "goosed" a while back whilst running at the park. Apparantly, they thought I was stealing their bread and running away.
You should have grabbed one by the neck, spun it around, then taken it home and made a pizza out of it.
Now THAT would be impressive.
It did get kicked. Does that get me some respect?
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