I like to take my kids down to Echo Park Lake and feed old bread butt ends to the turtles and geese, which according to the signs you’re not supposed to do but fuck that. Well, you guessed it, this afternoon there was a lady with a cool mullet yodeling on a float in the middle of the lake.
There was also this guy, on another float, posing with a huge stick and his buddy was on the shore with a huge camera filming the whole thing. And then just when we thought this whole spectacle couldn’t interrupt our illicit animal feeding any more, these guys showed up:
A marching band! Totally chasing away any animal life on the whole side of the lake. I think we still have half a bag of bread butt ends. I’m not sure if all this crazy stuff loud was in concert and if it was what exactly it all meant but I’m sure it was something deep.
Needless to say, the geese were not amused.