The Duck

I was sitting at the edge of the pond. The duck swam up to me and said, “Did you bring me any food?” I said I didn’t.

The duck said, “Well, could you go to the store and come back with something, like Cheetos or a loaf of Wonder Bread? I’m awfully hungry.” I said okay and left. But I went back to work instead.

I got a phone call and it was the duck. The duck said, “How much longer are you gonna be?!” I felt badly and said I’d be there soon.

I went to the store, got the bread, and went back to the pond and gave it to the duck. The duck ate the bread, and after a minute complained that it had an upset stomach.