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May 26, 2008 | by  | in Opinion |
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Dude, what’s with Ducks?

Ducks are weird. You know the phrase ‘water off a duck’s back’? If you’ve ever seen the water run off a duck’s back, you know that it’s true.

And ducks are weird shapes. Their necks are all weird. They’re long. And when they’re on the water they bend back on a funny angle. And when they’re sleeping, they bend back on a REALLY funny angle.

But the TRULY strange thing about ducks is the difference in shape between them being on the water (like a retarded S shape, with a fat arse) to them in the sky (like a wannabe XWing fighter). Now, I could accept this if they at least made the KECH-KOOH-KEH-KO-KICH sound that Transformers make when they transform. But ducks don’t do that! They just launch from a weird shaped bird on the water to a really weird shaped bird in the air. They might say “quack”.

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