Double EWWWWWWW!!!!
So we were on vacation and I had the two older girls with me. We were walking the beach looking for good shells. Val had a gallon sized ziplock that she was putting the shells in. There were a few muscle shells that were hooked together so, to his credit, it was a wierd looking bag.
As we are walking up the beach, some guy is walking towards us, he's about 35-45. The two girls and I going one way, he is going the other. We get about 10 feet apart and he says "There's another one back there." as he uses his thumb to point over his shoulder.
"No shit," I think, "Its a beach, its covered with shells!"
But I'm not going to be rude, so I just say "What?"
"There's another one back there," this time he turns his body and points with his finger to some spot up the beach, "A dead bird."
As anyone would, now I wrinkle my nose, scrunch up my face, and say in the Are-you-an-idiot? voice - "What?!?!?"
"There's a dead bird up there. That's what she's picking up, isn't it - dead birds?"
Now comes my You-ARE-an-idiot voice "She's picking up shells!!"
"Oh, I thought she was picking up dead birds."
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Oh, by all means the first dead bird we saw we stopped, looked, poked with a stick, talked about how it died, discussed why it was not a good idea to pick the feathers off of it and put them in our hair.
Pictures? No. We folk is a bit more refined than that!
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