Church lets out and I start my car up and get ready to drive my brother on and go into a soul coma of xbox 360 gaming and movies, sprinkled with a few episodes of Scrubs. Not the divine intention of rest. Before I leave, however, I had to run up to my living room to get something. I notice this kid standing on my porch. The nerve..
This kid.. standing on my porch! Why is he standing on my porch? I go up the porch to be greeted by a host of kids on the other side of the railing. With a mix of DJ Meisch thrown in there. All of them staring at a black raven. There are no brown ravens.
Well, they're all crowding around this raven and wondering, why is this majestic beast sitting here calmly, not moving, while people are VERY excited, talking and bustling around it. Why doesn't it freak out and fly away. It just sat there. Calmly. Had its eye on everyone!! Which was funny, but very calm. Reserved even.
So I go in, come out. with my nerf gun. Toy with the idea of shooting the raven. The temptation is so strong. The result would be amazing. It would be the closest I would ever come to hunting for sure.
I shoot the kid instead.
He says ow! I shoot another kid.
The raven watches.
True story.
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