Hi Ducks
Sometimes I don't know what to do with myself. Lately, I go to Walgreens. It is about a 25 minute walk, which i power through while worrying/singing. Then I pretend to browse the skin care aisle for a moment, before I make my way to the clearance section. I really enjoy anything that is "clearance." Since I am not looking for anything specific, i find things I didn't even know I needed for 2-6 dollars. Generally I have a goal, which is Eye Cream. This was a goal for many
I don't want to talk about this anymore I want to tell you about something else.
I had teriyaki earlier. While I ate my Teriyaki i read an article in national geographic about animal minds. Did you know that sheep recognize faces? Did you know that elephants are good at mirrors and will repeatedly touch a paint mark on their heads that is only visible from their reflection? After I finished my Teriyaki i went outside of the restaurant, which is what you do when you are done being inside one. There were two ducks right outside the door. This teriyaki restaurant was not in atlantis (the lost city) or on a lilypad so it was strange to see these guys. I said "Hi Ducks" and stood there for a moment with them. That is when one of the ducks fucking farted. The feathers on its butt actually fluttered with the gust of fart that came out of its duck butthole. Can you believe it?
What do you think was going on in that duck's mind?
P.S Ingrid already knows this, but in related news a few weeks ago I maintained eye contact with a cat while it threw up.
I don't want to talk about this anymore I want to tell you about something else.
I had teriyaki earlier. While I ate my Teriyaki i read an article in national geographic about animal minds. Did you know that sheep recognize faces? Did you know that elephants are good at mirrors and will repeatedly touch a paint mark on their heads that is only visible from their reflection? After I finished my Teriyaki i went outside of the restaurant, which is what you do when you are done being inside one. There were two ducks right outside the door. This teriyaki restaurant was not in atlantis (the lost city) or on a lilypad so it was strange to see these guys. I said "Hi Ducks" and stood there for a moment with them. That is when one of the ducks fucking farted. The feathers on its butt actually fluttered with the gust of fart that came out of its duck butthole. Can you believe it?
What do you think was going on in that duck's mind?
P.S Ingrid already knows this, but in related news a few weeks ago I maintained eye contact with a cat while it threw up.