Little do most people know, but most geese are of Jewish Ancestry. It’s odd, isn’t it?
It should be noted that the Canadian breed, however, are Protestant.
Brett
i hate geese. they’re nothing more than overrated ducks. i mean, when you think of geese you think of canada, right? how fucking boring canada is. i mean, rush and nickleback? Really? FUCK them. Though canada does have some nice pot.
lyle
i hate geese because they only fly around here right before winter when they go south and it’s quite depressing. I hate geese because they walk in front of my care and make me stop for them. They poop in the road. I hate geese.
Ali
wow wat a word um geese louise i guess i dnt rly think of anything.
Rich
I saw this geese one time and it was soooo awesome…I was like damn… I wish I was a goose and I could fly in a flock… and be all pimping and shit… it’d be awesome….
Faith
Geese squawking at the pond remind me of greedy little children…children with horrible death-beaks that could chase me down and eat me alive if I run out of bread.
Sara
I hate geese. They are a demon bird, spawned from the depths of Hades itself to wreak havoc on the mortal world. They bring havoc and chaos wherever they go, their wings are downed with the tears of a thousand children and their beaks are the hardened hatred of a hundred psychopaths.
They also stole my hot dog one day at the park.
Damo
geese releasing their poop all over the pond side stinking the place up. It’s unsitely yet will still go to feed the geese. Nature does funny things to people’s way of thinking.
Jamie
water
bird
ducks
ocean
lake
pond
creek
river
feathers
white
beak
poop
squawk
flock
street
crossing
traffic
Grace Lineberry
theyfly and make funny noises sometimes on beaches which is weird and they are black and grey and white and cute so i like them and they float in lakes and oceans and they wont come near me but they like my bread so i feed them alot.
kensie
They are birds, they make some of the most irritating noises on the entire world. I hate geese. Quite a bit, they fly south during the winter time. I wish I could fly, I really do.
Meghan
Wow geese…lots of gooses? Why don’t you just call them gooses? I mean c’mon! How irregular does ‘geese’ sound. I’m 14 years old people! GEESE?! WOW! Nice one english language, nice! Honk honk
Alex
geese go north for winter. they have long necks. and beautiful black feathers.
annie
Geese goose meese moose why oh why must I do this to myself time and time again?
GEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEESE
eeeeeeeeee
lalala
The way geese fly in formation is amazing. There is a whole inter-connectedness to the group. Everyone plays a part in their journey. One takes the head of the V formation and he has to fly faster than the others to set the pace. When he gets tired the next one takes over and the who dropped out gets to fly slower to rest and then joins the back of the V.
Paulie
geese like tease i love to sieze these bees in a hurries i dont like cheese with whees i freeze u all like chinese folks and put u all on ur knees
khodr
Geese always seem like packish animals. In all honesty, I don’t know much at all about them, but they remind me of us girls: We’re always in little groups, bobbing around, and we can get very vicious [and scary] if we’re aggravated enough. I once made both mistakes of frustrating a goose and a girl, and it ended with me making a very quick and graceless getaway.
Junebug o3o
The nickname I always use with my boyfriend. Probably one of the things I love the most about our relationship is how silly we can be with each other, and that manifests in the pet names and nicknames we assign to one another. It looks silly to outsiders, but it’s just like that song by Plain White Tees, “They laugh, and we laugh along…”
Carrie
one time i was riding on the bike trail near my old house with my boyfriend. a goose was lurking about, and being young, i had no clue they could be so vicious. i got off my bike to touch it, and it went ape shit and started chasing me. good time.
monica
FLYING RAPIDLY THROUGH THE CLOUDS, THEY’RE GORGEOUS, FREE. THEY HAVE NO BOUNDARIES. OPEN TO WHATEVER THEY PLEASE.
MONICA
I dont like geese. At my grandmother’s house there is geese poop everywhere. I remember being a young girl and not being able to play outside because of the excessive geese poop. It really isn’t fair that humans have to poop in toilets but geese can poop wherever the hell they please. Okay, you’re right. I’m just bitter about the past.
Jody Dolansky
When I was two years old, my dad took me to Ireland and we went to a lake near his house, and I played with some geese. My dad has never been able to get them to stick around if he walks toward them, but everyone in my family, to this day, is still impressed with my ability to communicate with the geese.
Most of this is false. I know I was two, in Ireland, and saw geese, but I don’t know if I have special geese powers.
Czarina
why is goose plural geese? It makes no sense! Moose-Moose, goose- geese? WHY? No wonder english is so hard to learn. Oh, and it’s cool that they fly in the aerodynamic v shape in order to draft each other.
Allison
I saw the flock of geese passing overhead and thought, “Well, there goes the autumn.” From here all I had to look forward to was another lonely holiday season. I wasn’t sure if I could handle it this year.
Casey D. Collins
The geese scattered off of the lake at the shot. The smell of powder blew in the wind with the smoke from the barrel.
Alex Orchard
the geese flew low. almost touching the tips of the trees, but somehow not. it’s hard to say what startled them, but they took off like they’d been shot at. it was sudden and unexpected.
Mike Rogers
with a clap and a slap of wings they flew. they went above the murky lakes to reach for the even murkier skies. oh to grasp for the heavens is to fall into the pits of hell. what a pity these geese cannot see. what a pity they cannot know.
carl shan
wonderful for eat
amy
Flying overhead forming a v.Honking and sounding the end of summer as they look for a warm place to spend the colder months. Look forward to hearing them again in the spring. Looking skyward. They are far away now.
Janis Rosser
the flocks fly in a v vformation. they tell me the lead bird changes out as the flight progresses. everyone takes their turn, no one gets tired. but the world doesn’t run that way. some people work harder, lead the way all the time. some people are content to drag around in the back. letting the air flow over them as they pass through.
i am not a drag goose. i am an arrowhead. it’s my job to point the way for Him, to ease the struggle through the air. we fly.
~melly
geeese fly together i think because they are like people in needing someone by there side to survive not just for traveling and they are more poetic if you look at there lives there constant travel and constant change
emily
geez the geese here sure poop alot. I wish some owner would sccot along behind them and bag it. And then there is the honking: I get it, you’re in a hurry, why don’t you pass me already?
wigout
when I lived in new york, after my parents divorce. i would sit on the dock and feed the geese. they were rude little bastards. They would hiss at me. I remember chucking pretzels at their backs hoping the little ducks would get them instead.
casey
The geese flew over the lake, their shapes reflecting off of the chill waters. In the dim morning fog, you could scarcely see several feet. Deep within the fog, a man paddled a boat out into the open water and cast a line in. Immediately a fish bit and pulled. Today would be a good fishing day.
Glenn Winfrey
no geese in new zealand or maybe there are but you certainly never see them in auckland. I spent some time in vancouver but to be honest I never saw them there either – only their droppings.
sb
They flock together.
kiki
i like the word geese. Its funny how its one goose, but alot of geese, You think it wuld be geeses or gooses but nope it just geese. Its like mouse and mice, odd. Never did understand that, or die and dice, scary.
Libby MacEachern
the flock together
Kiki
There was a flock of them, a gaggle, white against the sky. One running up to catch the group from behind, making that honk honk sound, pushed through the top of the beak it sounds like. The grass looked greener because of them there, the sky bluer, all because of the white of them, the lack of colour making all other colours somehow truere.
Ilse
Plural for goose. Whenever I see geese written somewhere, I think of all the people I’ve met who always starts a sentence with “geeze” or “jeese”…
Little do most people know, but most geese are of Jewish Ancestry. It’s odd, isn’t it?
It should be noted that the Canadian breed, however, are Protestant.
i hate geese. they’re nothing more than overrated ducks. i mean, when you think of geese you think of canada, right? how fucking boring canada is. i mean, rush and nickleback? Really? FUCK them. Though canada does have some nice pot.
i hate geese because they only fly around here right before winter when they go south and it’s quite depressing. I hate geese because they walk in front of my care and make me stop for them. They poop in the road. I hate geese.
wow wat a word um geese louise i guess i dnt rly think of anything.
I saw this geese one time and it was soooo awesome…I was like damn… I wish I was a goose and I could fly in a flock… and be all pimping and shit… it’d be awesome….
Geese squawking at the pond remind me of greedy little children…children with horrible death-beaks that could chase me down and eat me alive if I run out of bread.
I hate geese. They are a demon bird, spawned from the depths of Hades itself to wreak havoc on the mortal world. They bring havoc and chaos wherever they go, their wings are downed with the tears of a thousand children and their beaks are the hardened hatred of a hundred psychopaths.
They also stole my hot dog one day at the park.
geese releasing their poop all over the pond side stinking the place up. It’s unsitely yet will still go to feed the geese. Nature does funny things to people’s way of thinking.
water
bird
ducks
ocean
lake
pond
creek
river
feathers
white
beak
poop
squawk
flock
street
crossing
traffic
theyfly and make funny noises sometimes on beaches which is weird and they are black and grey and white and cute so i like them and they float in lakes and oceans and they wont come near me but they like my bread so i feed them alot.
They are birds, they make some of the most irritating noises on the entire world. I hate geese. Quite a bit, they fly south during the winter time. I wish I could fly, I really do.
Wow geese…lots of gooses? Why don’t you just call them gooses? I mean c’mon! How irregular does ‘geese’ sound. I’m 14 years old people! GEESE?! WOW! Nice one english language, nice! Honk honk
geese go north for winter. they have long necks. and beautiful black feathers.
Geese goose meese moose why oh why must I do this to myself time and time again?
GEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEESE
eeeeeeeeee
The way geese fly in formation is amazing. There is a whole inter-connectedness to the group. Everyone plays a part in their journey. One takes the head of the V formation and he has to fly faster than the others to set the pace. When he gets tired the next one takes over and the who dropped out gets to fly slower to rest and then joins the back of the V.
geese like tease i love to sieze these bees in a hurries i dont like cheese with whees i freeze u all like chinese folks and put u all on ur knees
Geese always seem like packish animals. In all honesty, I don’t know much at all about them, but they remind me of us girls: We’re always in little groups, bobbing around, and we can get very vicious [and scary] if we’re aggravated enough. I once made both mistakes of frustrating a goose and a girl, and it ended with me making a very quick and graceless getaway.
The nickname I always use with my boyfriend. Probably one of the things I love the most about our relationship is how silly we can be with each other, and that manifests in the pet names and nicknames we assign to one another. It looks silly to outsiders, but it’s just like that song by Plain White Tees, “They laugh, and we laugh along…”
one time i was riding on the bike trail near my old house with my boyfriend. a goose was lurking about, and being young, i had no clue they could be so vicious. i got off my bike to touch it, and it went ape shit and started chasing me. good time.
FLYING RAPIDLY THROUGH THE CLOUDS, THEY’RE GORGEOUS, FREE. THEY HAVE NO BOUNDARIES. OPEN TO WHATEVER THEY PLEASE.
I dont like geese. At my grandmother’s house there is geese poop everywhere. I remember being a young girl and not being able to play outside because of the excessive geese poop. It really isn’t fair that humans have to poop in toilets but geese can poop wherever the hell they please. Okay, you’re right. I’m just bitter about the past.
When I was two years old, my dad took me to Ireland and we went to a lake near his house, and I played with some geese. My dad has never been able to get them to stick around if he walks toward them, but everyone in my family, to this day, is still impressed with my ability to communicate with the geese.
Most of this is false. I know I was two, in Ireland, and saw geese, but I don’t know if I have special geese powers.
why is goose plural geese? It makes no sense! Moose-Moose, goose- geese? WHY? No wonder english is so hard to learn. Oh, and it’s cool that they fly in the aerodynamic v shape in order to draft each other.
I saw the flock of geese passing overhead and thought, “Well, there goes the autumn.” From here all I had to look forward to was another lonely holiday season. I wasn’t sure if I could handle it this year.
The geese scattered off of the lake at the shot. The smell of powder blew in the wind with the smoke from the barrel.
the geese flew low. almost touching the tips of the trees, but somehow not. it’s hard to say what startled them, but they took off like they’d been shot at. it was sudden and unexpected.
with a clap and a slap of wings they flew. they went above the murky lakes to reach for the even murkier skies. oh to grasp for the heavens is to fall into the pits of hell. what a pity these geese cannot see. what a pity they cannot know.
wonderful for eat
Flying overhead forming a v.Honking and sounding the end of summer as they look for a warm place to spend the colder months. Look forward to hearing them again in the spring. Looking skyward. They are far away now.
the flocks fly in a v vformation. they tell me the lead bird changes out as the flight progresses. everyone takes their turn, no one gets tired. but the world doesn’t run that way. some people work harder, lead the way all the time. some people are content to drag around in the back. letting the air flow over them as they pass through.
i am not a drag goose. i am an arrowhead. it’s my job to point the way for Him, to ease the struggle through the air. we fly.
geeese fly together i think because they are like people in needing someone by there side to survive not just for traveling and they are more poetic if you look at there lives there constant travel and constant change
geez the geese here sure poop alot. I wish some owner would sccot along behind them and bag it. And then there is the honking: I get it, you’re in a hurry, why don’t you pass me already?
when I lived in new york, after my parents divorce. i would sit on the dock and feed the geese. they were rude little bastards. They would hiss at me. I remember chucking pretzels at their backs hoping the little ducks would get them instead.
The geese flew over the lake, their shapes reflecting off of the chill waters. In the dim morning fog, you could scarcely see several feet. Deep within the fog, a man paddled a boat out into the open water and cast a line in. Immediately a fish bit and pulled. Today would be a good fishing day.
no geese in new zealand or maybe there are but you certainly never see them in auckland. I spent some time in vancouver but to be honest I never saw them there either – only their droppings.
They flock together.
i like the word geese. Its funny how its one goose, but alot of geese, You think it wuld be geeses or gooses but nope it just geese. Its like mouse and mice, odd. Never did understand that, or die and dice, scary.
the flock together
There was a flock of them, a gaggle, white against the sky. One running up to catch the group from behind, making that honk honk sound, pushed through the top of the beak it sounds like. The grass looked greener because of them there, the sky bluer, all because of the white of them, the lack of colour making all other colours somehow truere.
Plural for goose. Whenever I see geese written somewhere, I think of all the people I’ve met who always starts a sentence with “geeze” or “jeese”…