ranjit1/2 At historic B. Ross Publick Inn, an old, old flag hangs on a wall back of a wood bar with worn carvings and brass trim.
A duck walks in and asks a barman: "Can I fuck that flag?"
Barman: "No way, duck."
Duck walks back out.
Following day, duck's back. "Can I fuck that flag?"
Barman: "I said no, dammit!"
Duck runs out.
Following day, it's duck again. "Can I fuck that flag?"
"Shut up about flags or I'll fill your bill with grout! Now go away!"
Duck flaps out in a hurry.
A duck walks in and asks a barman: "Can I fuck that flag?"
Barman: "No way, duck."
Duck walks back out.
Following day, duck's back. "Can I fuck that flag?"
Barman: "I said no, dammit!"
Duck runs out.
Following day, it's duck again. "Can I fuck that flag?"
"Shut up about flags or I'll fill your bill with grout! Now go away!"
Duck flaps out in a hurry.