The duck could kick all of our asses.. And guess what? My parents are away, so tomorrow I have to go over there by myself, (with the hockey stick ofcourse) to try to feed the damn thing while it tries to attack me. Stupid stupid creature.
Wanna come with me?
This will be me.. except I'll be standing, and it'll be scratching and flapping.
No laughing. This has happened on more than one occasion, with me running around the car and yelling for my mom, the duck hissing and snarling in hot pursuit. Mom comes out, grey hair and all and beats the duck away with a broom or hockey stick.
It's embarassing because the neighbours can see/hear the whole thing.