A duck swims, then climbs a rock, then walks, then he lounges for a while, then runs, then swims again, then dives, and suddenly remembers some time ago he heard about another continent, so he takes off, and flies for days, only stopping to eat and sleep. Yeah, I’m a duck.
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You should be ashamed you corkscrew penis’ed rapist psycho killer triple-eyelids freak! 😂
YSK ducks gang rape, routinely resulting in female ducks, and their ducklings, drowning. But sure, you be a duck.
Also, and this may sound harsher than it’s meant. I mean I don’t know you, this may not even apply to you. Anyway, I thought the whole spirit animal thing went down the hole labeled cultural appropriation. Not that I’m offended, if it is cultural appropriation, then I’m on the list of cultures for whom it’s inappropriate to use.
Stewart Lee on Mallards
