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13 Oct
A Duck Story

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From: Peter Langston <psl>
Date: Tue, 13 Oct 98 14:20:26 -0700
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Subject: A Duck Story

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Forwarded-by: Nev Dull <nev@bostic.com>
Forwarded-by: Ray Shea <shea@jump.net>

    A guy walks into a Greenwich Village bar one rainy day carrying three
ducks.  He places them on the bar and has a few drinks, chatting with
the bartender.  The bartender has learned not to ask people about their
weird behavior, so he doesn't even mention the ducks.
    After a few minutes, the guy with the ducks goes to the restroom,
leaving the ducks on the bar.  On a whim, the bartender decides to try to
make some conversation:
    "What's your name?" he says to the first duck.
    "Huey," the duck replies.
    "Wow!  You can talk!  How's your day been, Huey?"
    "Great.  Lovely day.  Had a ball.  Been in and out of puddles all day."
    "That's nice," agrees the amazed bartender.
    "And what's your name?" he says to the second duck.
    "Dewey," comes the answer.
    "How's your day been, Dewey?"
    "Great.  Lovely day.  Had a ball . Been in and out of puddles all day.
If I had the chance another day, I'd do the same again."
    He turns to the third duck and says, "I see, and you must be Louie!"
    "No," growls the third duck, "my name is Puddles.  And don't ask about
my day."
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