Duckey Puck: “Hockey, anyone?”
By 2g1c2 girls 1 cup
More HiYa hi-jinks…..
HiYa Duck: “The city tries to play tricks on me. They cannot fool the master!”
Soup Man: “No soup for you!”
HiYa Duck: “You will give me soup or I will open up a can of kung ‘pow’ on you!”
A year ago I moved to Queens from Manhattan (to live in something bigger than a closet . As I was walking around Queens I noticed all these DUCK kiddie rides just outside the bodegas. (How did that happen? Did they know I was moving out here?). So, I decided to take pictures of all the ones I come across. Here are two from today…..with captions to go along..
Fuel up with a Red Bull and RIDE THAT DUCK!
Get your nails done, play some lotto, then RIDE THAT DUCK!
Stay tuned for more Bodega Ducks!!
One night, a cop was stalking out a particularly rowdy bar for possible violations of the driving under the influence laws. At closing time, he saw a duck stumble out of the bar, trip on the curb, and try his keys on five different cars before he found his. Then, sat in the front seat fumbling around with his keys for several minutes. Everyone left the bar and drove off. Finally, the duck started his engine and began to pull away.
The cop was waiting for him. He stopped the duck, read him his rights and administered the Breathalyzer test. The results showed a reading of 0.0. The puzzled officer demanded to know how that could be. The duck replied, “Tonight, I’m the Designated Decoy.”
It’s Friday, and you know what that means! Another “Duck walks into a bar” joke! So, here you go:
A Julius Caesar duck walks into a bar. “I’ll have a martinus,” he says. The Bartender gives him a puzzled look and asks, “Don’t you mean a ‘martini’?”
“Look,” Caesar retorts, “If I wanted a double, I’d have asked for it!”
Here is a close look inside a factory that produces rubber ducks.. It looks like those rubber ducks are getting a little shut eye before being shipped off Squeak dreams!
photo by: Freddie Jiang
A duck walks into a bar and orders a drink. After his first sip, he hears a high-pitched voice.
“Hey duck! Nice tail feathers!” it says.
The duck looks around, doesn’t see anything, and quickly shrugs it off. After a bit, he takes another sip and hears the voice again.
“Hey duck! Sweet sombrero! ”
Again, the duck looks around and sees nothing. Baffled by the phantom voice, he calls the bartender over.
“Hey barkeep, what is that high-pitched voice I keep hearing?”
“Oh, those are the peanuts,” replies the bartender. “They’re complimentary.”