I got chased by a wild duck today. I was sitting on a park bench reading “when the game was ours” about magic and bird and this crazy duck comes waddling toward me at full speed and quacking rabidly. I thought he would give up once he it close but he kept coming. I eventually had to get up and run away from the ferocious bird before he gobbled me up for lunch. Granted, I didn’t actually run I walked briskly away and then played hide and seek with him around a tree trunk until I found a rock. I threw it in the water and he went after it. He came back a couple times but never got as close as the first time.
Ducks man.
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