someone left a box on our dorm wing today. in the box was a duck...
it got loose and started scaring
everybody on the floor with its vicious... duck feathers and mighty... duck jaws.
for about twenty minutes, we proceeded to laugh at the duck, feed the duck duck crackers and
call the local duck authorities to get the duck off then non duck floor.
after no help from the local _ra_ or front desk, we decided to take these duck matters in our own hands,
and with the help of a lonesome broom, guided the know hysterically scared duck down three flights
of stairs and into the free world. i only hope that bob the duck isn't scared for the rest of his duck life by a bunch of
tired, stressed out, hung over college kids.
