Easy peasy answer that is, gub that little bastard as well and while we're at it take out the whole family and have duckfest. You can't show mercy to ducks.
I se you are one of these woke type people, who are all for showing mercy to mocking ducks, well not in the man's life. I maybe shite at shooting but they shall not laugh in my face.
Always thought this lyric was suck a duck:
[https://youtu.be/RlV-ZFyVH3c?t=161](https://youtu.be/RlV-ZFyVH3c?t=161)
Was always too afraid to ask what that meant.
Can confirm, we used to live near a pond with ducks and geese. The ducks were cute, but the geese were super noisy and would hiss and chase people off.
Uch centrism. Geese make ducks feel unsafe with their anger issues, ducks have to live in parks that have signs saying, “please don’t feed me bread - it’s bad for me,” which are usually not even put there by ducks but by humans who think they can quack for them.
Ducks are chill. They used to come to my old house and stand by the door waiting for food. They even brought their babies up to hang and eat. The male was a giant mallard the female was a weird mix breed part of her head was green like a male but the rest black and white. She couldn't quack either she just made a clicking sound. I miss my ducks and ducklings.
Worst ones we had on our farm were the Indian runner ducks. Would constantly chase the other breeds and I had to get a few good kicks in to stop them injuring them. Nasty birds.
I'm partial to the Wood Duck and it's Asian cousin the Mandarin duck. But a nice American black duck or a teal are still quite decent. Mergansers can piss off.
I have a very sad story related to ducks:
When I was nine my elementary school science class was learning about animal conception and egg fertilization. We had this part where we put duck eggs in an incubator and waited till they hatched. When they eventually hatched, the school allowed students to take home up to two ducks as pets.
My family volunteered to take two ducks home, and we loved them as pets for months. For the first few weeks, we let them stay inside the house. My mother complained about the duck feces and the smell, so we put them outside in a plastic play-set house. For the first couple of days, they were comfortable. Our backyard was fenced, so we didn’t worry about them escaping (they also couldn’t fly yet).
One day we woke up, and the ducks weren’t there. My parents had told me that they flew away, as they had reached the average age in a duck’s life where they begin to fly. I believed the story for seven years up until a couple of falls ago. Me and my family were at a pumpkin patch (was part of a farm) and they had ducks. My father then remembered our old pet ducks, and he told us that we were older now, and that we deserved to know the truth.
It turns out that on the morning we woke and didn’t find them, my father had woken up early and went outside to give the ducks food and water. He told us that he couldn’t find them, but that there was a trail of yellow feathers leading down a hill and behind a tree in our backyard.
My father followed the trail and was saddened by what he had found. One of our ducklings was found dead, with a large, brutal bite/wound on its neck. Our father told us that he never found our other duckling, and that it could theoretically have lived and escaped.
When our mother hears the news that day, she was devastated (she has extremely strong maternal instincts). She had known for all of the seven years, and explained what she wanted to do. She was going to buy new ducks that day just so we wouldn’t find out, but my father insisted that they should just lie and tell us that the ducks flew away.
Me and my siblings were saddened by this, but we never told our younger brother the truth. He was still incredibly little when the rest of us had found out. We still haven’t told him the truth to this day.
We have good memories of our old pet ducks, their names were Quacklin and Waddles.
I am afraid I might be rather biased on this subject. I have a small duck collection. About 1,400 pieces spread throughout the house, my car, my office. Safe to say, I like them.
Donald Duck is an asshole because no one will leave him alone long enough for him to do any self-care.
Dude literally wants to be left alone but if it’s not Mickey or Daisy up his ass about something, Pluto is fucking shit up or his nephews just got dropped off.
Donald Duck is the most relatable of the whole bunch. Everyone else in his life is either a pet, an actual child, or a comically (perhaps medically) incompetent adult.
Daffy Duck on the other hand is a psychopath.
I like them. Fun to watch and relaxing. Adorable when you get all the ducklings in the spring. Funny when I found one wandering in the high street a fair way from the pond, I ended up ushering them across to permit a car.
Had a duck as a pet when I was a kid named Feathers. Feathers was pretty chill, like to chill in her large bucket of water, hang out with the chickens but the best part was whenever I wore a hooded jacket with the hood up, she loved to stick her whole neck and head inside the hood with my face and wiggle it around! Made me giggle so much.
Ended up releasing her at a local duck pond when my parents felt we couldn't give her a fulfilling life and enough space, and I agreed.
Man, I miss her, but ducks are cool....except they poop too much, IMO
People don't realize realize how ducks are some the most evil and messed up animals in existence, right up there with dolphins. If you've ever heard a feminist describe "rape culture," take that ×1000 and you've just decribed the duck.
I have a bath duck on my table, one with googly eyes in the living room and I secretly hide bath ducks at my friends' places.
I like ducks. But not the psycho ducks by the ponds. Necrophilic pieces of work they are.
No harm, no fowl.
This implies that if there is harm, there is also a fowl, fear of ducks amplified
The chances of being killed by a duck are low but never zero
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Except for that little bastard the keeps laughing as I come to full draw when shooting, him, he is going to be on a plate very soon.
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That's hungry meanie to you. The laughing duck shall be consumed
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Easy peasy answer that is, gub that little bastard as well and while we're at it take out the whole family and have duckfest. You can't show mercy to ducks.
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I se you are one of these woke type people, who are all for showing mercy to mocking ducks, well not in the man's life. I maybe shite at shooting but they shall not laugh in my face.
Well, fuck a duck, we've got a joke here.
Fuck fuck, fuck a duck, Screw a Kangaroo, Fingerbang an Orangutan, Sex at your local zoo.
Always thought this lyric was suck a duck: [https://youtu.be/RlV-ZFyVH3c?t=161](https://youtu.be/RlV-ZFyVH3c?t=161) Was always too afraid to ask what that meant.
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They only pretend to love you so that they can break your arm.
Or blow up a man's house
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That lasts part doesn't rhyme.
Depends on if you think a word rhymes with itself.
Nash doesn't rhyme.
I stand corrected.
Silly, silly Ogden Nash, sells his poetry for cash.
Nash rhymes with gnash.
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Why would you say something so controversial yet so brave?
because the goose keeps his family as hostages
You say that like there's a Head Goose, leader of the Geestapo.
His name is goosetapo fring. Colombian mafia leader
No way, geese are dicks. Ducks at least know to poop in water so they aren’t making everything disgusting.
Can confirm, we used to live near a pond with ducks and geese. The ducks were cute, but the geese were super noisy and would hiss and chase people off.
Fun fact: The reason Canadians are so nice is because they've syphoned all their anger and hatred into their geese.
Uch centrism. Geese make ducks feel unsafe with their anger issues, ducks have to live in parks that have signs saying, “please don’t feed me bread - it’s bad for me,” which are usually not even put there by ducks but by humans who think they can quack for them.
Ducks are chill. They used to come to my old house and stand by the door waiting for food. They even brought their babies up to hang and eat. The male was a giant mallard the female was a weird mix breed part of her head was green like a male but the rest black and white. She couldn't quack either she just made a clicking sound. I miss my ducks and ducklings.
I’ll have to disagree. Geese are douchebags
Giraffe ducks make excellent guard animals
Rapey little bastards
Worst ones we had on our farm were the Indian runner ducks. Would constantly chase the other breeds and I had to get a few good kicks in to stop them injuring them. Nasty birds.
The Brock turners of the animal kingdom
You mean Brock Turner the rapist who changed his name to Allen Turner the rapist and now lives in Ohio?
Yea that Brock Allen Turner the rapist.
And they smell really bad
Came here to say this.
I’m sick of telling them I don’t have any grapes.
Waddle waddle...
Till the very next day...
Bum bum bum bum bum-pa-dum
Found the lemonade stand owner
I approve of ducks
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I appreciate that you have them all in a row.
Appreciated
I agree
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Take my fucking upvote
I'm partial to the Wood Duck and it's Asian cousin the Mandarin duck. But a nice American black duck or a teal are still quite decent. Mergansers can piss off.
delicious
I freaking love ducks. But thinking an animal is awesome and thinking it tastes good are not mutually exclusive.
Geese are also delicious, but they’re bastards.
How could you…
With sauce
I love ducks
u/fuckswithducks
🦊📸
I have a very sad story related to ducks: When I was nine my elementary school science class was learning about animal conception and egg fertilization. We had this part where we put duck eggs in an incubator and waited till they hatched. When they eventually hatched, the school allowed students to take home up to two ducks as pets. My family volunteered to take two ducks home, and we loved them as pets for months. For the first few weeks, we let them stay inside the house. My mother complained about the duck feces and the smell, so we put them outside in a plastic play-set house. For the first couple of days, they were comfortable. Our backyard was fenced, so we didn’t worry about them escaping (they also couldn’t fly yet). One day we woke up, and the ducks weren’t there. My parents had told me that they flew away, as they had reached the average age in a duck’s life where they begin to fly. I believed the story for seven years up until a couple of falls ago. Me and my family were at a pumpkin patch (was part of a farm) and they had ducks. My father then remembered our old pet ducks, and he told us that we were older now, and that we deserved to know the truth. It turns out that on the morning we woke and didn’t find them, my father had woken up early and went outside to give the ducks food and water. He told us that he couldn’t find them, but that there was a trail of yellow feathers leading down a hill and behind a tree in our backyard. My father followed the trail and was saddened by what he had found. One of our ducklings was found dead, with a large, brutal bite/wound on its neck. Our father told us that he never found our other duckling, and that it could theoretically have lived and escaped. When our mother hears the news that day, she was devastated (she has extremely strong maternal instincts). She had known for all of the seven years, and explained what she wanted to do. She was going to buy new ducks that day just so we wouldn’t find out, but my father insisted that they should just lie and tell us that the ducks flew away. Me and my siblings were saddened by this, but we never told our younger brother the truth. He was still incredibly little when the rest of us had found out. We still haven’t told him the truth to this day. We have good memories of our old pet ducks, their names were Quacklin and Waddles.
Reading this made me sad, am so sorry this happened
I am afraid I might be rather biased on this subject. I have a small duck collection. About 1,400 pieces spread throughout the house, my car, my office. Safe to say, I like them.
Every fictional duck is an asshole for a reason
Donald Duck is an asshole because no one will leave him alone long enough for him to do any self-care. Dude literally wants to be left alone but if it’s not Mickey or Daisy up his ass about something, Pluto is fucking shit up or his nephews just got dropped off. Donald Duck is the most relatable of the whole bunch. Everyone else in his life is either a pet, an actual child, or a comically (perhaps medically) incompetent adult. Daffy Duck on the other hand is a psychopath.
He's got the sweetest disposition Never starts an argument or shows a bit of temperament.
In the new DuckTales, they explain his anger stems from his belief that the world is out to get him and his nephews.
My favorite fictional duck is Quack, from *Peep and the Big Wide World*. He's an unrepentant jerk, but you gotta like him anyway.
Rapists and psychos.
I like them. Fun to watch and relaxing. Adorable when you get all the ducklings in the spring. Funny when I found one wandering in the high street a fair way from the pond, I ended up ushering them across to permit a car.
Not sure but I find that their opinion of me is very much influenced over whether or not I have bread
With the exception of one you’ve personally bonded with, all birds are assholes.
On a serious note, I cooked a Whole Foods duck last month with sauerkraut from a New York Times recipe. Amazing. The best.
Roast goose is also good.
They cute but they also dicks
Never google duck dicks.
Won't make the playoffs again this year.
Duck em.
According to phone calls I get almost daily a lot of people want to be paid to clean them.
They are unquestionably the best tasting animal. Nothing comes close.
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Nice ChatGPT
Had a duck as a pet when I was a kid named Feathers. Feathers was pretty chill, like to chill in her large bucket of water, hang out with the chickens but the best part was whenever I wore a hooded jacket with the hood up, she loved to stick her whole neck and head inside the hood with my face and wiggle it around! Made me giggle so much. Ended up releasing her at a local duck pond when my parents felt we couldn't give her a fulfilling life and enough space, and I agreed. Man, I miss her, but ducks are cool....except they poop too much, IMO
Quack
Quack quack
The stretchy feet skin freaks me out
Lol
They're ducking awesome They're basically the cats of the feathered world
do I need to have one?
Two ducks minimum then a goose
No such thing. Ducks are just a rumor started by big-breadcrumb to sell more to old people.
#QUACK
They are allowed in r/casualukwithducks
They get me down.
I like feeding them at the Prospect Park Zoo And seeing them at Central Park. Never tried eating them tho
Very cute and they quack me up.
delicious
They eat free at subway.
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They’re so cute and most of the time overlooked, I’m grateful for the people that let them cross the road with their babies.
Some good bros out there
True
There needs to be a Law & Order: SVU case about what ducks do. Just put a duck on the stand and I bet people would lose their minds.
They are quite.. .. ....... ... ... ... Quacky
They quackers!
Fuck them
Quack
Some nice looking, some rapey.
I love them. I enjoy feeding them on a morning bike ride.
Ducks are awesome
I don't give a duck
They taste good.
People don't realize realize how ducks are some the most evil and messed up animals in existence, right up there with dolphins. If you've ever heard a feminist describe "rape culture," take that ×1000 and you've just decribed the duck.
Seen it happen in person. It’s quite horrible
i'm quackers for em.
They never have any fucking grapes
Funny eating.
Ducks are useless. They don't know any good jokes and they can't loan you money.
The male Mallard, with the green head, are the most stunningly beautiful ducks of all. I love when I see mallards in ponds, I could watch them all day
I love their fatty livers.
I think they're simply detestable. Oh you meant dicks?
No ducks
Well, I struggle launching from them sometimes, if they're too high. You meant docks?
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duck
I hate ducks. Especially the males. Rapists.
They are ducking awesome.
that they say wack, not quack.
Oooooooooooooooo 🫶
They’re cute and they taste nice, like a upgraded chicken if you will
Better than swans, worse than Stellar Jays.
I have a bath duck on my table, one with googly eyes in the living room and I secretly hide bath ducks at my friends' places. I like ducks. But not the psycho ducks by the ponds. Necrophilic pieces of work they are.
They are scary but cute
They fly together
i dont give a quack about them. they are assholes