'Out Of Gas'
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
I have a cousin who had a pet duck. It fell to its death in mysterious circumstances. She swears the duck must have been switched with the duck of one of her classmates, because her duck knew how to use the stairs and wouldn't have plummetted down them to its death.
I...I laughed so hard when she told me the story that I fell off my chair. Her indignation and her pride--fuck, man, I'm tearing up with laughter just thinking about it again. Time for that walk, and maybe a big ole whitey muffin.
Does that mean my gmail will show up as results?
wtf is wrong with my brain? Why am I googling "pet duck"?
Anyway, this cracked me up. Is that wrong? Talking about the feeding of pet ducks, this site said,
Chopped, hard-boiled eggs are good for a treat.
"Here you go. We took your children, boiled them and chopped them up. Enjoy!"
Does that mean my gmail will show up as results?
That would be cool, if you were in iGoogle and searching...
Right now I'm annoyed with google because I don't have a link to just image search results from the main search results page. Didn't realize how frequently I used that.
Anyway.
My big boss just came by to thank me. That's good, I guess.
I don't have a link to just image search results from the main search results page
Hmm. I do.
WHERE?
Do people have ducks as pets? I mean, if you raise a duck as a pet, will it show affection to you?
My mom's tennis friend had bunches of ducks. I think she used to order them for her pond at her house. Mostly, they acted like...ducks. Though there was one who had a twisted leg when he hatched. She took it to the vet to see what could be done, and the vet basically told her to put him down. S was a big softie with lots of money, so she talked the vet into straightening the leg, putting a cast on it, and then they used a doll's shoe as a sort of stabalizer so he could walk on it.
Her daughter and I (we went to charm school together) named him Sneakers, and while I'm not sure if he was affectionate. He certainly did have personality.
This is the same woman who nursed a nest of baby squirrels after their mother died. Kept them in her house and everything.
Sarameg, do you get one here?
I once threw some popcorn chicken to one of the ducks at the apartment complex where I last had a roommate. Apparently the vague relation wasn't a sticking point for the duck.