A duck swims, then climbs a rock, then walks, then he lounges for a while, then runs, then swims again, then dives, and suddenly remembers some time ago he heard about another continent, so he takes off, and flies for days, only stopping to eat and sleep. Yeah, I'm a duck.
You should be ashamed you corkscrew penis'ed rapist psycho killer triple-eyelids freak! ๐
I don't have those traits, which is why a duck is my spirit animal. If I had all the traits I'd be a fucking duck.๐
Came here to say this.
Well, maybe not exactly what you said, but similar...