The Animator

Ok, I have a wave of story times. I'M TRYING TO SHORTEN THIS-

ONCE UPON A TIME, I was at this quinceanera for this girl I didn't know. I don't even know how we got there or why or how I was related to the girl but I was in some way, shape, or form-

Later, guess who comes? That girl I'm gonna keep calling Emily because she keeps popping up in my stories-

So Emily and I are talking about random things and the party is outside next to a lake or whatever. We're looking at these geese that were on this really small piece of land that was in the middle of the lake and I started honking and quaking at them. All I did was literally say "honk" and "quack"-

THEN Emily gets the idea to pull out her phone and look up goose noises. It was this Canadian goose thing or something but that doesn't matter. She started playing the video loud enough for the geese to hear it and THEY STARTED HONKING REALLY LOUD AND ANGRILY. EMILY CHECKED THE TITLE OF THE VIDEO AND IT WAS SOMETHING ALONG THE LINES OF "KILLING NOISES".

HFRJDSK

WE RAN AWAY FROM THE GEESE AND AFTER 10 SECONDS, I WANTED TO GO BACK

I said, "wow...my goose communication skills almost killed us." Emily just stared at me lmao

THAT TECHNICALLY WASN'T A DUCK STORY BUT STILL

bonk