Step dad called and told me that he was chased by a pack of wild ducks this morning. This is not a joke. It actually happened. He said he was walking by, and they all just started charging him. He said one of the ducks was named "Quid Pro Quo."
This call should have put me in good spirits. But it didn't make up for the fact that I had to drink fucking tea because we were out of coffee. Tea never does it for me.
They're all just dogs.
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