I use to work at a state park in Indiana. Anyone from Indiana knows that Canadian Geese are everywhere. Well, they flocked like crazy to lakes (like the one I worked at). I worked in boat rental and these geese caused one hell of a headache. Every morning, these geese would $hit all over the beach, boats, and pier. Well, one morning, I see the little fvckers coming. It was a big group too, probably 30 of them. I was walking along the beach picking up trash (part of my lame job) and I hear *honk**honk**honk*.
TIME TO DIE BITCHES.
I picked up a rock. Flat and about 2 inches in diameter. You guessed it, perfect for skipping. I reared back and wizzed the rock across the open water. It starts skipping about 20 feet off the shore. The ringleader of the $hitgang was about 30 yards out. The rock skipped 3-4 times, then SMACK. *RAAAAWWWWWK*. The ringleader flopped over and started thrashing.
Now, I felt really powerful. I was a starting pitcher all through school, so there wasn't really any reason to doubt the fate of this horrible creature.
I non-chalantly walked back to my rental hut and hid while the Naturalist carried the carcass from the beach after it washed up. Needless to say, those geese learned a lesson.
NO CLIFF NOTES, SORRY.
TIME TO DIE BITCHES.
I picked up a rock. Flat and about 2 inches in diameter. You guessed it, perfect for skipping. I reared back and wizzed the rock across the open water. It starts skipping about 20 feet off the shore. The ringleader of the $hitgang was about 30 yards out. The rock skipped 3-4 times, then SMACK. *RAAAAWWWWWK*. The ringleader flopped over and started thrashing.
Now, I felt really powerful. I was a starting pitcher all through school, so there wasn't really any reason to doubt the fate of this horrible creature.
I non-chalantly walked back to my rental hut and hid while the Naturalist carried the carcass from the beach after it washed up. Needless to say, those geese learned a lesson.
NO CLIFF NOTES, SORRY.
