Darnay Duck walks into a pub and orders a pint of lager and a ham sandwich. The landlord looks at him and exclaims, 'But you're a duck!'
'Your eyes work,' replies the Darnay Duck, wryly.
'And you talk.' splutters the landlord.
'And your ears hear,' continues Darnay Duck, 'Now can I have my beer and my sandwich please?'
'Certainly,' agrees the landlord, 'sorry about that... 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.
The landlord watches, astounded, as Darnay Duck drinks his beer, eats his sandwich and leaves.
The duck visits regularly for two weeks. Then one day the circus comes to town. The owner of the circus comes into the pub and the landlord says to him, 'You're with the circus aren't you? I know this duck that would be just brilliant in your circus - he talks, drinks beer and everything.'
'Sounds incredible,' says the owner, 'get him to give me a call.'
So the next day when Darnay Duck comes into the pub the landlord says, 'Hey Mr Duck, I reckon I can line you up with a top job, paying really good money.'
'Yeah?' questions Darnay, 'Sounds great, where is it?'
'At the circus.' Answers the landlord.
'The circus?' Darnay Duck enquires, rather bemused.
'That's right,' replies the landlord.
'What, the place with the big tent? Big canvas roof, hole in the middle, loads of animals?' asks the duck.
'That's right.' beams the landlord.
Darnay Duck looks confused. 'Why would they want a plasterer?'
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