my word: geeseazoid

“Look at all the colors!” I cackle after working on consolidating the products into a more efficient form. “Look!”

On my way to work, my car was stopped by a flock of geese crossing the road. I laughed so hard I started crying. They were so careful to step off from the curb. One little goose leg at a time. They were near godlike grace. They were so cautious. They didn’t want to trip.

They thought they were people.

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