Tuesday, January 31, 2006
+ The One with the Giant Duck. +
My mom passed away. We were all devastated as we made arrangements for her funeral services. It was the tradition that when someone dies, you're supposed to wear a vest and cap and start shooting flying ducks.
So I put on my flannel vest and the rest of the family join me as we start shooting at passing ducks. No one could shoot for shit so this whole shooting at nothing went on for a good few minutes. Of course, this was all going on with us still weeping and mourning over my mom's death.
And then out of nowhere, this giant duck (that looked like a giant bulldog) appeared. I took aim, fired and hit it (since it was just too big to miss anyway)It fell to the ground and the whole family rushed to see it. When we turned it over, everyone let out a loud gasp. The giant duck had my dead mother's face.
It was supposed to be the sign that my mom was really dead.
trina# 6:59 PM
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Tuesday, January 31, 2006
+ The One with the Giant Duck. +
My mom passed away. We were all devastated as we made arrangements for her funeral services. It was the tradition that when someone dies, you're supposed to wear a vest and cap and start shooting flying ducks.
So I put on my flannel vest and the rest of the family join me as we start shooting at passing ducks. No one could shoot for shit so this whole shooting at nothing went on for a good few minutes. Of course, this was all going on with us still weeping and mourning over my mom's death.
And then out of nowhere, this giant duck (that looked like a giant bulldog) appeared. I took aim, fired and hit it (since it was just too big to miss anyway)It fell to the ground and the whole family rushed to see it. When we turned it over, everyone let out a loud gasp. The giant duck had my dead mother's face.
It was supposed to be the sign that my mom was really dead.
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