The Life of George

(Note: this story isn't about me being funny, but it was too humorous to pass up telling.)

I was on the Cape this weekend with for Easter my family, my girlfriend, and her parents. After eating the big Easter meal, we went to a place where you can park and look out at the beach. It being the beach, we saw many seagulls. One particular seagull stood out though. We named him George.

George was standing on a "Don't walk on the bank! Use the stairs!" sign as we approached. Rather than fly off as most seagulls would, he hung around, hoping we might throw him some food. My dad got a half-eaten bagel from the car (no, not my car) and started throwing some to George. George grabbed a few mid air before many other seagulls descended on him to fight for the food. My dad started throwing chunks of bagel far away, and George and his friends would try to grab the food midair.

All that is pretty standard, but what happened next was the funny bit. We run out of bagel, but that won't stop George. We see him flying towards us with something in his beak. When he lands on the sign, we notice that the thing in his beak is not bagel, but a large chunk of wood. He seems to show it to us, as a trophy. For about three minutes, he just stood there, showing off his block of wood, then flew away. We watched him land and try to eat the wood.

Needless to say, he had little success.