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Grunt
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Mine is probably the time me and my bother were feeding bread to these little ducklings at my gramps summer cabin. (They were soooo damn cute btw) I was the only one the ducks weren't afraid of. They'd even eat right out of my hand. 
Anyway, when we were done feeding them they all started following me for some reason and it scared the shit out of me.. So I start running away from them. So my mom sees me running towards her, screaming and crying. With 15-20 little duckies running after me in a straight line and last but not least their mother.. Who was really pissed off
Apparently they had mistaken me for their mother.
Heres a REALLY bad picture of me as a kid
Thats me and my bro (I'm ugly one on the right)
Do I really look like a duck?
Your turn, whats your earliest childhood memory?
Anyway, when we were done feeding them they all started following me for some reason and it scared the shit out of me.. So I start running away from them. So my mom sees me running towards her, screaming and crying. With 15-20 little duckies running after me in a straight line and last but not least their mother.. Who was really pissed off
Apparently they had mistaken me for their mother.
Heres a REALLY bad picture of me as a kid


Thats me and my bro (I'm ugly one on the right)
Do I really look like a duck?
Your turn, whats your earliest childhood memory?