He hasn't changed a bit

I don`t know about you people but growing up, I always thought that if the person I`m talking to is older than me, or even the same age as me, I figured they knew more than me and I shouldn`t really try to correct them unless its absolutely necessary and I`m 100% sure I`m correct. That all changed last August. My dad and I went to Juneau Alaska, which is where my dad grew up, So naturally we went to go visit some of his old high school friends. Most of the people he introduced me to seemed to be fairly normal people, but the last one we went to see was a whole other story. For a reason that you`ll probably figure out in a bit I`m gonna call him Dwight, like from the office. My dad had told me before we went to his house some stories about this man, and from these stories I found he was not the brightest high schooler you could`ve met. So we go into his guys house and he lets us into his house, he seems like a normal guy, and about 30 minutes into the conversation he says, " hey mike I need to tell you a story!" so he starts to tell us this story and it starts out like this, this guy Dwight is out duck hunting so hes got his shotgun over his shoulder and hes just about to cross this creek, and this creek was covered in dead fish along the edges for who knows why, and he sees this eagle. It had completely gorged itself from all the free fish and it had eaten so much that it was so bloated it just couldn`t even move. So it was on its back with its talons pointed straight up into the air as a last defense or something. This guy thought it was so cool that he got to be this close to wild eagle and he wanted to pick it up, so he stuck the barrel of his gun into the eagles claws and the thing clamped on immediately, which took him by surprise. So hes hefting this eagle up and trying to shake it off but it was a stubborn little thing. Finally after a good few shakes the eagle finally let go off the barrel and back onto its back. Well not noticing what had just happened he thinks, "hey I`ve got a heavy coat on and a pretty thick shirt underneath... and I`ve always wanted to hold an eagle..." now before we go any further squeeze your hand as hard as possible, the average adult human can create 40 psi of pressure an eagle can create, and get this, 400 psi of pressure. This dudes next move is to stick his hand into the talons of the eagle. Right as he said this my dad yells, "Dwight what the crap were you thinking?" and he yells, I don`t know i just did it I thought the shirt was thick enough!" but this bird had latched itself onto his arm without hesitation. immediately he starts screaming and hes trying to get this bird off his arm so hes banging it against rocks but it just wouldn't let go. so finally he shoves the birds head underwater and starts to drown it. and he said after about a minute or a minute and a half he pulls the thing back up and he hears it still gargling so puts it back under until it lets go, and he killed it. Now I`m thinking to myself what kind of college student was this guy? Right then ,y dad asks, "how long ago was this?" Dwight answers, "Eh...maybe two years ago."
HERE THIS GUY IS IN HIS LATE TO MID 40`S AND HE DOES THIS?! he drowned the national bird!
I left that place with a whole new outlook on these older people that "know more than me" My dad gets in the car with me and go`s, "You know I should've seen that coming he hasn't changed a bit."