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A duck goes into a pub. Stuns barman by asking for a pint. Barman says "We don't get many talking ducks round here". The duck shakes his head angrily and says "look. I've had a hard shift today...just give me the bloody pint". So he does.
Barman bumps into old pal who runs a circus (as you do) and talks about the talking duck with the attitude. The circus owner is interested and says he may have work for the duck...maybe for a quite a lot of money.
A wee later, the duck comes in again. "Oh hi you..how's things?"asks the barman. The duck shakes his head, saying "Look, I've had a hard day today. I don't want chit chat. Just give me a bloody pint!"
The barman pours it but adds "A friend of mine own a circus..says he may have some good work for you".
The duck shakes his head and asks "What the hell would a circus want with a plasterer? Pint!"
Barman bumps into old pal who runs a circus (as you do) and talks about the talking duck with the attitude. The circus owner is interested and says he may have work for the duck...maybe for a quite a lot of money.
A wee later, the duck comes in again. "Oh hi you..how's things?"asks the barman. The duck shakes his head, saying "Look, I've had a hard day today. I don't want chit chat. Just give me a bloody pint!"
The barman pours it but adds "A friend of mine own a circus..says he may have some good work for you".
The duck shakes his head and asks "What the hell would a circus want with a plasterer? Pint!"