Sometimes when I'm bored and the internet isn't working on my phone, I like to pull up the compass and make it point to exactly 0 degrees N.

I've gotten better at doing this faster, so it has become less fun…

So, I'm driving to my mom's house. The road I'm on is windy and next to a lake. I go around a corner and all of a sudden a couple of geese decide to just cross the road RIGHT in front of my car. I could've sworn the first goose held up its wing feathe and was like "Hold on bitch. We own the road now."
I watched them safely cross the road and was on my way. This seriously got me wondering...
Why is there never a dead goose on the road like squirrels/raccoons/deer/etc.? All those mofo's are dead dead with blood and guts out, shit is nasty. I have never seen a dead goose though. It's like thy know some kind of etiquette that saves them from getting hit.
I see geese cross the street all the time and cars stop and wait for them. A cat crosses the road and they will get smashed to bits. Wtf is this shit? Geese need to teach all the other animals Aristocats Style how to cross the road. Them mo'fuckas don't die.

I am missing some points that I wanted to make, buy I've been gradually typing this rant on my phone all day at work... I am not spellchecking this thang either.

Peace out bxtches.