So,
an emu named Taco walks into a bar…
No,
I have not been hitting the sauce. Nor, apparently, did Taco, who was spooked
by a neighbor’s dog into jumping her human’s six-foot garden fence and went
walkabout.
It
was in Florida. Of course.
And how
do you round up an emu? “It’s like catching a giant chicken,” said Cpl. David
Jacobs, of the Brevard County Sheriff’s office.
That’s
gotta be the quote of the year.
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