Okay then. It goes something like this..A very old retired grey haired volunteer librarian is visiting the doctor during one of her few rare days off from ‘work’, and the doctor asks her what’s wrong. She informs him she has discovered she has a duck (hidden), literally up her butt. He finds this so very disturbingly and impossibly hard to believe that he claims he doesn’t know very much about this very seemingly odd and highly unusual subject, he then offers her a business card from a local shrink almost instantly on the very spot.
Seeing how he obviously didn’t take her seriously enough in the first place, she says something like, no..wait I’ll prove it. Then there is a long/loud ‘quacking’ from seemingly out of nowhere. You see, she says..I told you so. Now what do you have to say for yourself?..Well, the doctor replies, if it’s not an actual ‘duck’ then judging by the smell of things, something most definitely crawled up inside of you and died. Here is a prescription for some OTC ‘beano’, he says and then writes out and dispenses into her hand. Beano?. She asks, out of utter astonishment..Why ‘beano’?..Do ducks ever actually eat beans?.. Don’t worry madame, he replies most patiently and sympathetically at that..This seemingly mysterious ‘beano’ remedy I am now prescribing, happens to be made of only VERY extra ‘especially’ hard to find ‘magic’ beans indeed..
hahaha. The ‘invisible’ duck will soon return in ‘son of the curse of the living dead invisible duck’. (roll credits here and very promptly at that (for the very love of god, and ‘his’ one and only also eternally mythical ‘son’), thanks).. hahaha = )
My very own little golden book for adults. 