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What the hell. Big day at school. Entire student body, 2000 kids, 150 teachers plus administration, band, JROTC in Class A, having an awards ceremony. Parents, visitors, cannon team. Whole f'n deal. About twenty miles from here is Wheeler Wildlife Refuge, home of the canadian geese. So we are all out there formed up, cannon team off right, 150 JROTC in two companies, battalion colors, guidons, color guard, 200 plus band members on the left, podium with seating for special guests in center, guests and student body in bleachers. Deal is we are supposed to fire the damn cannon (civil war mountain howitzer replica - full sized) at the end of the Star Spangled Banner. The ceremony starts, MC announces would you please rise for the posting of the colors and the National Anthem, cannon crew is ready, color guard moves out, then, coming out of the sun like a kamikaze wing is a flight of about forty canadian snow geese. Big damn birds. V formation. They are way off. They circle to the north, then back to the south, make a long slow turn then are heading due east. The fat lady hits the last note, the geese are at about 1000 feet, wind is to the east, then the cannon blasts a full charge. It is loud. Evey damn one of those forty geese shit a pint. The impact zone blanketed half the JROTC, special guests, parents, and the whole band. The goose shit looked like green fried eggs floating down. There was squalling, laughing, screams of shock, oh my gods, you name it. We finally got it settled down and finished the awards ceremony. |
BUSH'S FAULT!
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