I know you to be cleverer than me but I was thinking about using a phrase like “Orwellian dystopia” and seeing if that will convince you that I am in fact not a moron but one with individual thought. So there was Bill Y, all ready to throw in some serious words to make me look clever when I read about the superduck gay threat:
This is what happens when the religious reich are permitted to breed.
As long as the ducks do all the work and I can spend my days pooping in my back yard I am totally down for this. Nice find Bill.
I’m the same Tom, I just want to be left alone to get on with the important things in life!
And I had heard that home-schooled children were smarter! But, I guess it’s just “Garbage in, garbage out”. I would call her a quack!
I see what you did there and applaud it massively so!
I welcome the ducks. I might not be able to compete with a super species of apes or lions or bears, but I’m pretty sure that superducks might not be that big a deal to overthrow. I already have a plan: Trick them into gathering in one place near water; throw bread in said water and when they all dive in, throw a net on top of them and be done with the superduck race. So simple. This chick is stupid even for 14.
That plan is just outstanding. Remind me to never piss you off!
Then all of us humans will have a huge party, with Peking Duck, Duck à l’orange and duck soup. The wine of choice will be Cold Duck.
Dessert will be Tiramisù. I just thought I’d throw that in.
That’s far too much duck for one party. There’s no way I could have Tiramisù after all of that.