Wednesday, April 8, 2009

I've got your goose, right here

I'm driving along a busy thoroughfare and I see a yard place with stuff you can buy for your yard...including these plaster geese. The big gray and black ones. Very realistic because I had to stare for a while to make sure one of them didn't hiss at something.

Why in the WORLD would anyone elect to have these things in their yard? I'm completely mystified. Not exotically handsome. Actually rather horrid creatures, always flapping their huge wings in threat, chasing after and eating small children, strutting arrogantly in front of people in their cars who are late for meetings...

They're a menace. A protected menace. And they know it.

But there are ways. I have ways. I drive by a pimp and his harem in an office park regularly, and I've learned that after rain there's a strategically placed puddle that, when gleefully hit at just the right speed, well... Let's just say there's one gander with high dander.

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1 comment:

  1. Honk if you're a goose hater! Actually "goose" meant something completely different in junior high.

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