Well, I've been more than a little caught up in the duck fever. I love this giant yella-fella.
And whenever I hear the nay-sayers asking "why so much fuss over a duck?" and saying nasty things like "%@ck the duck", I scream "ARE YOU KIDDING ME?? IT'S A GIANT FRIGGIN RUBBER DUCK. AND IT IS FLOATING IN OUR RIVER... IT'S FLIPPING ADORABLE AND YOU HAVE NO SOUL."
At least that's what I say in my head... In reality, I just shrug my shoulders, go look at one of the hundred pictures I've taken of him and whisper "Don't worry, Ducky. I get it. It's whimsy."
O.k. - I don't really do that either but I DO have lots of pictures.
Wanna see some?
Sure you do.
|Here's the duck from far away...|
|And here he is up-close-and-personal...|
|I always feel like... Somebody's watchin' meeeee.....|
|And anyone who says a giant duck is frivolous, obviously has not contemplated the duck to it's fullest extent!|