A man walks into a pub with three ducks
'You can't bring those in here,' says the barman.

'Oh really?' the man replies, 'What if I were to tell you that they are magic, talking ducks...?'

The barman looked back, puzzled. 'Ok, go ahead, ask them anything you like and they'll answer.'

The barman, feeling a bit silly, but hoping to get rid of the obvious nutter, asks the first duck, 'Hi there little duck, what's your name, and what have you been doing today?'

To his astonishment, the duck replies, 'My name's Huey, and I've had a great day going in and out of puddles.'

'Fuck me!' exclaimed the barman, but just to be sure, he asked the same question of the second duck, and it replied, 'My name's Duey, and I've had a fantastic day, going in and out of puddles.'

'Well blow me,' says the barman in disbelief, 'and I suppose your name is Louie, and you've had a great day going in and out of puddles too?'

'No,' replies the third duck, 'My name's Puddles, and I've had a fucking awful day.'
( Bert Monkeysex is waiting for the mods to delete him, Tue 13 Jan 2009, 9:10, Reply)