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My Duck… His Duck

One night when my room-mate/good friend and I were walking home completely trashed from the bar, we saw some ducks walking towards the river nearby.

He went running after them trying to catch one, and for nearly an hour was absolutely obsessed with catching and taking home a duck. He never caught one.

The next day after he sobered up he drove to the pet store and bought a hamster.

He named it Duck.

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