Saturday, December 24, 2005

Duck Hunting...

The other day, one of the children came into my room late at night when the following discussion ensued:

Child: What was that?
Mom: That was your father...
Dad: Nope, it was a duck...
Child: A duck?
Dad: Yep, I'm duck hunting...
Child: Well, that one's dead...

2 comments:

Scottland said...

I agree. I too have smelled that duck and it stinks. Especially after pickled eggs at deer camp.

darprice said...

That would be another avid duck hunter, as I don't eat pickled eggs...