O’Duck family reunions are always a wild time. We typically take one every year right as fall ends and they last pretty much all winter. I believe you refer to this as “migrating” whereas we refer to it as a party. Some of the older family members get tired and settle down in the southern states, but us youngsters typically travel down to Mexico. Unfortunately for me, I won’t be able to join the flight down until after the playoffs are over, but there is typically a big get together where things get planned that no one ends up following. I was at least able to attend that. Not much happens there besides the occasional park raid to carbo-load on some bread crumbs from the locals. However, there is one even that’s always done: pin-the-knife-on-the-gooses-neck. It’s pretty self-explanatory. It’s like your version of pin-the-tail-on-the-donkey. I think all those hyphens kept me under 150 words, so I’ll leave you with this…I can nor cannot confirm nor deny if geese are harmed during this event. The fleeing of the country after this event is pure coincidence and does not implicate me or my family members.