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Puddles....
A man walked into a quiet bar. He carried three ducks, one in each hand
and one under his left arm. He placed them one beside the other upon the
bar. He had a few drinks and chatted with the ducks and the bartender.
The bartender was surprised, but experienced and had learned not to ask
people about animals they bring into the bar, so he didn't mention the
ducks.
They chatted for about another 30 minutes before the man with the ducks
had to go to the toilet. He left the ducks there on the bar. The
bartender was alone with the ducks and there was an awkward silence as
they all looked at one another.
The bartender decided to break the ice and try to make a little
conversation. "Say, what's your name?" he asked the first duck.
"Huey," replied the first duck. "How's your day been, Huey?"
"Great. Lovely day. Had a ball. Been in and out of puddles all day! What
else could a duck want?", said the duck. "Oh. That's nice," said the
bartender.
Then he said to the second duck, "Hi. And what's your name?" "Dewey,"
came the answer from duck number two. "So how's your day been, Dewey?",
he asked. "Great. Lovely day. I've had a ball too! Been in and out of
puddles all day myself. If I had the chance another day I'd do the same
again!", said the duck in reply.
So the bartender turned to the third duck and said,
"So, you must be Louie?" "No," she said, "my name is Puddles. And don't
even ask what kind of day I've had!"
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May/26/05, 15:31
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