The Giving of the In went like this
(pouring rain)
Ducks: (thinly veiled mute like threats)
WeakWilledMe: Oh, God, maybe they'll die because they won't go in the duckhouse and they'll be wet.
StrongWilledMe: They're ducks. They'll be fine.
WeakWilledMe: But ducks in the winter fly south.
StrongWilledMe: We live in the south.
WeakWilledMe: Maybe they're using all of their energy trying to kill me.
StrongWilledMe: A duck can not kill a human being.
WeakWilledMe: It's animal cruelty.
StrongWilledMe: Do you want the patio filled with duck shit again?
WeakWilledMe: No, but I don't want them to die!
StrongWilledMe: Don't do it!!
WeakWilledMe: (undoing the fence in one spot) It will only work if they are smart ducks and figure out how to get out.
StrongWilledMe: You suck.
WeakWilledMe: I know.
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