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one time when i was like 8 i was fishing with my dad and a bunch of ducks started getting a real evil look in their eyes and chased me around. i ran as fast as my liltle legs could take me, and it was barely fast enough to get away. they can be real mean evil pricks. quacking the entire loving time.
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Jun 19, 2015 08:23
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