It Helps to Ask

I had tea with David Bowie at his home.

I said, “I like birds. Do you like birds?”

David Bowie said, “Yes, I do like birds.”

We sat quietly for a while.

Just then a duck flew by the window. David Bowie got up quickly, grabbed a rifle from his gun cabinet, opened the window, took aim, and shot the duck. The duck landed in the back yard.

David Bowie whistled for his dog, Homer. Homer ran into the room, jumped out the window and retrieved the duck. David Bowie had his butler bring the duck to the kitchen and prepare it for lunch.