Im not sure if anyone will ever read this so whatever here is a conffesion.. when i was a kid a go to fieldtrip to a farm, when we returned i realize I complety forgot my hoody and i didnt remember where I left it. So, obiously, I panicked thinking my parents will be so angry at me and I'll be graunded etc (we were kinda poor at the time so lost it WAS a big deal, it was brand new as I remember. Long story short when they noticed and asked me where it was it, I couldn't think anything elavorate so in the middle of the heat I use scapegoat. blemed someone else - haha I so fucking smart- ... the only mistake I made was I blemed a Duck. A FKING INNOCENT DUCKY DUCK. i tell them he attack me and EAT my hoody and i couldn't do anythink because he was, apparently to my 6 year brain, Humongous big, They laugth so hard that didn't even get mad. To this day they tell the same history to anyone I bring to the house. if you made this far, sorry for my broken english.