A duck walks into a movie theater, waddles straight down to the first row and flutters up into his seat. The guy next to him looks over, then double-takes. “Say, aren’t you a duck?” The duck replies, “Indeed, a mallard.” “That’s odd,” says the gentleman, “Why would you fly in to see this movie?” “Well,” said the duck, “I really liked the book.”
Duck, Duck, Magpie
