That one worked better? YOSH! I'll try the duck one too then! [Flails birdie feet as he tries to make sure he has the voice down!]
So a duck walks into a bar. The astonished bartender watches as he comes right up to the bar and asks, "Have ya got any grwapes?" [Purposely mispronounced with a Daffy-Duck like voice.]
"I'm sorry," the amazed bartender said, "This is a bar, we only have alcohol, but there's a grocery store down the street."
The duck waddled out without a word and the bartender thought he just imagined it until the next day the duck waddled in again. "Got any grwapes?" he asked again.
"No, I told you yesterday, this is a bar, we don't have grapes here," the bartender told him.
The duck waddled out again, but the next morning as the bartender was just opening for the day, same thing all over again. "Got any grwapes?"
"No, and we never will! Just alcohol! Wines and spirits! Scram already!" the bartender said, getting annoyed with all of this. This kept going for about a week until the bartender got fed and warned the duck, "If you ever come back here looking for grapes I'm going to take a hammer and nails and nail your feet to bar! Knock it off and try somewhere else already!"
The next morning the duck came in again and the bartender looked pretty mad. So he was surprised when the duck asked, "Ya got any nails?"
"No, this is a bar, not a hardware store, just alcohol here," he told the duck.
"Oh good," the duck grinned evilly. "So you got any grwapes?"
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So a duck walks into a bar. The astonished bartender watches as he comes right up to the bar and asks, "Have ya got any grwapes?" [Purposely mispronounced with a Daffy-Duck like voice.]
"I'm sorry," the amazed bartender said, "This is a bar, we only have alcohol, but there's a grocery store down the street."
The duck waddled out without a word and the bartender thought he just imagined it until the next day the duck waddled in again. "Got any grwapes?" he asked again.
"No, I told you yesterday, this is a bar, we don't have grapes here," the bartender told him.
The duck waddled out again, but the next morning as the bartender was just opening for the day, same thing all over again. "Got any grwapes?"
"No, and we never will! Just alcohol! Wines and spirits! Scram already!" the bartender said, getting annoyed with all of this. This kept going for about a week until the bartender got fed and warned the duck, "If you ever come back here looking for grapes I'm going to take a hammer and nails and nail your feet to bar! Knock it off and try somewhere else already!"
The next morning the duck came in again and the bartender looked pretty mad. So he was surprised when the duck asked, "Ya got any nails?"
"No, this is a bar, not a hardware store, just alcohol here," he told the duck.
"Oh good," the duck grinned evilly. "So you got any grwapes?"