Little Miss Duckles, alias the Fup Duk, went on a big adventure today. Following Papa Gus, noisily peeping all the while. She is in that awkward age, not a duck, but no longer a duckling; when she gets upset or feels lost, instead of peeping loudly, she is beginning to quack!
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Thrown out of spaceship by mutinous crew for reading Vogan Poetry, now living in inner space. Seeking Higher relationship with Universe. Stuck on Earth for now, but will hitch ride to any higher dimension, planet or time. Have fluffy towel and Thumb Ring, will ride in cargo bay. View all posts by The Roaming Raconteur