Here’s your daily reminder that geese are bad.
Look at this golfer get beat the hell up by a goose
F*** geese.


I know that after that first sentence SOMEONE is out there furiously writing an angry comment about a goose’s place in the ecosystem or some nonsense, but as far as I’m concerned the only good goose is a Grey Goose with a couple of rocks and splash of tonic.
One day you’re out playing a nice Sunday afternoon round of golf, the next a jerk-ass goose is attacking your nether region, with nary a care about how many feathers fly up in the air. A goose will hurt itself in order to hurt you more. That’s the sole purpose of a goose.
What, pray tell, did this golfer do to deserve a savage goose mauling? Nothing.
This is what I’m talking about right here. Geese don’t just protect themselves like a normal bird — they establish vocations like “guard goose” for the sole purpose of smacking people and feeling like a big goose. There’s a reason there are 7.46 million results on Google for “geese are bad.”
I hate geese.












