- May 12, 2001
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True story, happened to a friend of mine
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Pictures!I have a legendary tale to tell.
On the Saturday of Memorial Day weekend, I ventured to Lake Elizabeth with Justin and his cousin to celebrate his mother's birthday. There was good food, and we played gayminton along with some catch, but this is impertinent to story.
For what we did not know, was that there was an evil lurking about.
Not knowing any better, I decided to feed a biscuit to the geese, all huddled and secluded behind the green fence that was made to keep them away from civilians. Justin joined in. We were tempting fate.
After countless biscuits, Justin, Lauren and I saw the sign that told us not to feed the birds.
We did anyway.
We were tempting fate. Little did I know, I'd be the one to suffer.
After our feeding madness, we sat down on a bench. The geese had wandered off...except for one. It approached me. I was gleeful. This goose was clearly going to be my compatriot for the rest of my life. I wanted to catch it in a Pokeball. Here he is, being my friend:
Oh, but like the Shakespeare tales of old, betrayal was afoot!
The goose...that blasted goose... Pecked me in my CROTCH.
ANGUISH! It left me crippled, unable to move, but screaming obscenities as it walked away in pompous goose fashion...clearly glad that he had achieved his goal of destroying my being.
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