A duck walks into a pub and
orders a pint of beer and a
ham sandwich.
The barman looks at him
and says,"Hang on! You're
a duck."
"I see your eyes are
working," replies the duck.
"And you can talk!"
Exclaims the barman.
"I see your ears are working,
too,"
Says the duck.
"Now if you don't mind,
can I have my beer and
my sandwich please?"
"Certainly, sorry about that,"
Says the barman as he
pulls the duck's pint.
"It's just we don't get many
ducks in this pub.. What are
you doing round this way?"
"I'm working on the
building site across the
road,"
Explains the duck.
"I'm a plasterer."
The flabbergasted barman
cannot believe the duck and
wants to learn more, but
takes the hint when the duck
pulls out a newspaper from
his bag and proceeds to
read it.
So, the duck reads his paper,
drinks his beer, eats his
sandwich, bids the barman
good day and leaves.
The same thing happens
for two weeks.
Then one day the circus
comes to town.
The ringmaster comes
into the pub for a pint
and the barman says to
him
"You're with the circus, aren't
you? Well, I know this duck
that could be just brilliant in
your circus. He talks, drinks
beer, eats sandwiches, reads
the newspaper and everything!"
"Sounds marvelous,"
says the ringmaster, handing
over his business card.
"Get him to give me a call."
So the next day when the
duck comes into the pub the
barman says,
"Hey Mr. Duck, I reckon I can
line you up with a top job,
paying really good money."
"I'm always looking for the
next job,"
Says the duck.
"Where is it?"
"At the circus,"
Says the barman.
"The circus?"
Repeats the duck.
"That's right,"
Replies the barman.
"The circus?"
The duck asks again.
with the big tent?"
"Yeah," the barman replies.
"With all the animals who
live in cages, and performers
who live in caravans?" says
the duck.
"Of course," the barman
replies.
"And the tent has canvas
sides and a big canvas roof
with a hole in the middle?"
persists the duck.
"That's right!" says the barman.
The duck shakes his head
in amazement, and says .... . .
"Why on earth would they want a plasterer??!"
orders a pint of beer and a
ham sandwich.
The barman looks at him
and says,"Hang on! You're
a duck."
"I see your eyes are
working," replies the duck.
"And you can talk!"
Exclaims the barman.
"I see your ears are working,
too,"
Says the duck.
"Now if you don't mind,
can I have my beer and
my sandwich please?"
"Certainly, sorry about that,"
Says the barman as he
pulls the duck's pint.
"It's just we don't get many
ducks in this pub.. What are
you doing round this way?"
"I'm working on the
building site across the
road,"
Explains the duck.
"I'm a plasterer."
The flabbergasted barman
cannot believe the duck and
wants to learn more, but
takes the hint when the duck
pulls out a newspaper from
his bag and proceeds to
read it.
So, the duck reads his paper,
drinks his beer, eats his
sandwich, bids the barman
good day and leaves.
The same thing happens
for two weeks.
Then one day the circus
comes to town.
The ringmaster comes
into the pub for a pint
and the barman says to
him
"You're with the circus, aren't
you? Well, I know this duck
that could be just brilliant in
your circus. He talks, drinks
beer, eats sandwiches, reads
the newspaper and everything!"
"Sounds marvelous,"
says the ringmaster, handing
over his business card.
"Get him to give me a call."
So the next day when the
duck comes into the pub the
barman says,
"Hey Mr. Duck, I reckon I can
line you up with a top job,
paying really good money."
"I'm always looking for the
next job,"
Says the duck.
"Where is it?"
"At the circus,"
Says the barman.
"The circus?"
Repeats the duck.
"That's right,"
Replies the barman.
"The circus?"
The duck asks again.
with the big tent?"
"Yeah," the barman replies.
"With all the animals who
live in cages, and performers
who live in caravans?" says
the duck.
"Of course," the barman
replies.
"And the tent has canvas
sides and a big canvas roof
with a hole in the middle?"
persists the duck.
"That's right!" says the barman.
The duck shakes his head
in amazement, and says .... . .
"Why on earth would they want a plasterer??!"