Saturday, May 12, 2007


A story from my Dad that always "quacked" me up (sorry...)

When he was a young man, he invested in some ducks (alive), and was going to keep them in a run in the family yard.

Well, he arrived with his ducks in boxes, opened them up, got them in the run - and the ducks promptly flew away! They hadn't had their flight feathers trimmed!

Dad, his pal, and 2 of my aunties had to go duck hunting to get them back again!

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