I hate geese. One time my dad went camping with his friends. It was his birthday and I decided to make him a birthday cake and bring it to the campsite. I parked my car, got the cake and started walking down the path to where my dad was. Out of nowhere, all the geese surrounded me and one bit the back of my leg real hard (I had shorts on). I screamed, threw the cake at the geese and got back in my car and left. You should have seen the size of the lump and black & blue I got from that bite.