In space, no one can here you tweet.
I went to replinish the water for our ducklings once, and they all ran over, tweeting with glee, and the one black one in a clutch of yellow ones managed to flop his great big flopping webbed foot onto the edge of the bowl and flipped all the new water all over himself.
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Je suis un vagabond is an unfunny, up your own arse middle class knob,
Fri 13 Nov 2009, 14:08,
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Awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww!
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Crystal Magnet Like a diamond geezer, but better,
Fri 13 Nov 2009, 14:09,
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Don't tell me....
For this transgression, the other ducks waited till nightfall and then pecked him to death, leaving his body floating in the water bowl for you to find in the morning?
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The magic of chutney Shakes it like an Instagram filter!,
Fri 13 Nov 2009, 14:10,
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I hope thats what happened.
That or he woke up with a ducks head in his bedding.
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Spleep Shit, or get off the internet.,
Fri 13 Nov 2009, 14:11,
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sometimes one must be sacrificed...
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Fenristhewolf ..back once again on,
Fri 13 Nov 2009, 14:21,
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Lord of the Ducks.
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Spleep Shit, or get off the internet.,
Fri 13 Nov 2009, 14:26,
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