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"My friend Ashley and I were walking back to our dorm room from the cafeteria just talking about life when she sees this hot guy. I was not really paying attention to my surroundings because there were puddles on the ground and I wanted to splash them. Sometimes I get into my three-year-old mode when I wear rain boots and I must jump in the puddles (something as small as rain boots in a puddle satisfies my heart). As we were walking she said, &amp;quot;Look, the guy at the door has a duck!&amp;quot; Now I took it as &amp;quot;a duck&amp;quot; - meaning a feathered animal that swims in water. I put that together with the water on the ground and thought there could be a chance he had an actual duck. So then I scream, &amp;quot;Where? I want to see it!&amp;quot; I ran up to this guy, who must have been about seven feet tall and said, &amp;quot;Where is the duck? Can I touch it?&amp;quot; He looked at me as if I were a crazy person and replies, &amp;quot;What are you talking about? I don&amp;#039;t have a duck.&amp;quot; I was so sure he did because my friend told me. So I say, &amp;quot;Well sure you do. My friend right there said you have to duck at the do--.&amp;quot; It all made sense. She meant he was so tall he had to duck in order to get through the door. Wow.  I was extremely embarrassed and told the kid sorry for the misunderstanding. I don&amp;#039;t think I will ever run up to someone like that again. "^^<http://www.w3.org/2001/XMLSchema#string>
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