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Wanna buy a duck?
The State should ask for immediate dissolution of a moralistic marriage of reason. Exchanging green money for a global Holy conscience that passes everywhere for a VIP clergical imperialists
You have one for sale?
is it a lucky duck? I could use one of those 
A man walked into a quiet bar carrying three ducks, one in each hand, and one under his left arm.
He sat down on a stool and placed the ducks one beside the other upon the bar. He had a few drinks and chatted with the ducks, and with the bartender. The bartender was surprised, but experience had taught him not to ask people about the animals that they bring into the bar, so he didn’t mention the ducks.
They chatted for about another 30 minutes before the man got up to go to the restroom leaving the ducks on the bar alone with the bartender. There was a moment of awkward silence as they all looked at one another. Finally the bartender broke the ice and asked the first duck, “So, ah, what’s your name?”
“My name’s Hewey,” replied the first duck.
“How’s your day been, Hewey?”
“Great. Lovely day. Had a ball. Been in and out of puddles all day! What
else could a duck want?”, said the duck.
“Oh. That’s nice,” said the bartender. Then he said to the second duck,
“Hi. And what’s your name?”
“Dewey,” came the answer from duck number two.
“So how’s your day been, Dewey?”, he asked.
“Great. Lovely day. I’ve had a ball too! Been in and out of puddles all
day myself. If I had the chance on another day I’d do the same again!”,
said the duck in reply.
Finally the bartender turned to the third duck and said, “So, you must be Louie?”
“Nope!” she said, “my name is Puddles. And you don’t even wanna ask what kind of day I’ve had!”
how did you get so humble?