Here's what this is all about. And here's another coworker story:
My freshman year in college I went to a party at the "alternative' fraternity where they happened to keep ducks as pets. My drunk ass thought it was a fabulous idea to climb into the make shift petting zoo they had set up in the front yard (in a skirt no less) and attempt to catch one of the ducks.
I must have been so focused on my mission that I didn't hear the guys shouting on the porch that the ducks bite. When I finally managed to catch one I turned to my friend and shoved the quacker in her face and insisted that she kiss the thing. Apparently she had heard the warnings and started shrieking. All along I'm still obviously to my potential danger.
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