Fascists.
…cross the road? Thanks for the link, Ranajit
The Duck of Destiny turns one today. I suppose I should say something profound. Hmm. Nope. Sorry. Try these links instead. Why a Duck? Am I a duck?
This post is to let readers know that despite what they might have heard, I am not, repeat not, a duck. What, then, is the Duck of Destiny? I cannot reveal that at this time. However, it is quite possible that the Duck of Destiny is a McGuffin.
Read this: Evil radioactive ducks In a more classical vein, here are the lyrics to Alan Moore’s The March of the Sinister Ducks (performed by the Sinister Ducks) Everyone thinks they’re such sweet little things Ducks, Ducks! Quack, Quack! Quack, Quack! Soft downy feathers and nice little wings. Ducks, Ducks! Quack, Quack! Quack, Quack! But … Continue reading
This is a duck