I'm afraid we may never be allowed at the duck pond ever again...at least not with Hyrum.
I guess he was a little apologetic.
Okay, okay. So a guy in our ward shot the duck and just gave it to us. Hyrum plucked, cleaned, and cooked it.
It tasted weird...more like beef than chicken. I've decided I'm NOT a fan of duck.
Saturday, December 11, 2010
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At least you know that if there's an apocalypse, Hyrum will be able to feed your family! Too bad you don't like duck.
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