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DrTheopolis
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And as an aside...
I'll open myself up to the calling-of-BS...
In the youngster, carp-fishing, wasted-teenager-days, me and my friends just about lived in that park. Sometimes, we'd drink into the wee hours there (I lived next to it). Every now and then, we'd be walking around the lake, and a small duckling would disappear under the water -- sometimes they'd pop back up making a huge fuss, and sometimes they wouldn't. When we were younger, we thought it was giant bullheads -- eventually figured it was the few, large sturgeon eating them.
I'll open myself up to the calling-of-BS...
In the youngster, carp-fishing, wasted-teenager-days, me and my friends just about lived in that park. Sometimes, we'd drink into the wee hours there (I lived next to it). Every now and then, we'd be walking around the lake, and a small duckling would disappear under the water -- sometimes they'd pop back up making a huge fuss, and sometimes they wouldn't. When we were younger, we thought it was giant bullheads -- eventually figured it was the few, large sturgeon eating them.