jumperconway 0 #1 October 24, 2002 > A guy walks into a quiet bar carrying three ducks-one in each hand and one > under his left arm. He places them on the bar, has a few drinks, and chats > with the bartender. > > The Bartender is experienced and has learned not to ask people about the > animals that they bring into the bar, so he doesn't mention the ducks. He > and the guy chat for about 30 minutes before the guy has to go to the > restroom. > > Now, the bartender is alone with the ducks. After an awkward silence, he > decides to try to make conversation. "What's your name?" he says to one of > the ducks. > > "Huey," answers the first duck. > > "How's your day been, Huey?" > > "Great. Lovely day. Had a ball. Been in and out of puddles all day." > > "Oh, that's nice," says the bartender. Then he says to the second duck, > "And > what's your name?". > > "Dewey," comes the answer. "So 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, I would do it all again." > > So the bartender turns to the third duck and says, "So, you must be > Louie." > > "No," growls the third duck, "my name is Puddles. And don't ask about my > day." Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites