It dawned on Henry one morning that finding a duck in his city had become easier than finding an innocent little girl; the call girl, lying in bed next to him, agreed.
yeah, but what did the call duck say? they’re much more reliable.
sure they’re reliable, but expensive!
Oh wait, you said call duck. I thought you meant duck call.
Sleeping with a duck.. whoever heard of such a thing! Even in the worse backwoods hillbilly stories you might imagine, it’s always the poor chicken, never the duck.
yeah, well tell that to daisy. i’ll bet she knows a good thing when she sees it.
I think I’ll stick with Daisy Duke instead of her feathered sister.
From social commentary to cartoon sex in four easy steps ~ once again the true beauty of Scrine shines through.
oh, ‘mouse, i think you’d be cute with the feather duster
e, it sure sounds dirty when you say it that way.
Back to the original social commentary, I was going to ask, Keith, was there ever a time that innocent girls were in abundance?
guess your eyes need washing, ‘mouse.
I’m sure his mouth could use some soap as well.
“innocent girls” ends where “little boys” begins
I think Forrest Gump’s mom said that, but ended up being edited from the final, theatrical release.
probably, but we don’t get that. fingers, maybe…
i just saved a bunch of money on my car insurance…
goliard, in order to get the most mileage out of this comment, you may want to apply it here as well.
Not ducks, eh?
“PETER LEWIS: But let me tell you, in those places where in the world you can’t afford to buy another human being, what they do is paint up a tree log that’s been hollowed out for you and fitted up with a duck...”
From ABC radio (July 2000):
http://www.abc.net.au/am/stories/s147287.htm
Doesn’t mention chickens instead of ducks, is all I’m saying.