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Monday. 7.17.06 2:09 am
"A team of Australian palaeontologists say they have found the fossilised remains of a...'demon duck of doom'". (Reuters)"

C'mon. You don't need to go 40,000 years back in time to find a Demon Duck of Doom. You can catch, behead, and pluck your very own Demon Duck at the nearest duckpond.

That comical waddling isn't fooling me. Not anymore. Oh no, I've learnt my lesson.

Innocent child that I was, I believed in the propoganda fed to me. Squeaky rubber duckies, ducky stuffed toys, and an endless stream of cartoon ducks. All of which led me to believe that the most I had to fear from our web-footed "friends" was an impromptu shower from friends trying to imitate Daffy Duck. Growing up on the likes of Disney and Darkwing Duck, it was inevitable that the only souvenir I chose to take home from Disneyland was a Donald Duck cap, complete with a duck bill...bill.

Foolish times. Of course, this misguided affection could not last. My parents, fed up with the hysteric fits over roast duck dinners, decided that I needed to learn the ugly truth. They brought me to a duckpond.

Picture in your mind a young, carefree child (cute as a button, needless to say). Her face lighting up with joy as she catches sight of feathery bottoms upturned. She wriggles out of her father's arms and runs to get a closer look, bread slices falling from the bag in her exuberance. At first, the ducks are considerably unimpressed with the repeated shrill cries of "HULLO DUCKIES!" But after a well-aimed hunk of stale bread clunks one in the head, they realise that "HULLO DUCKIES!" is in fact a feeding call. And as one, they rush to answer it.

"Mummy, they like me! They lik-AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!" The child's initial joy at finally being acknowledged by her feathery friends-to-be turns into terror as the whole flock charges at her. Her parents watch grimly from the sidelines, they know that the lesson is necessary. She runs along the bank towards her father but the ducks cut off her escape. In the unholy din of quacking, she panics and backs away. Sensing victory, a seasoned tactician waddles quickly behind the child and neatly trips her...into the pond. The mother starts forward, but her husband holds her back. "It's a shallow pond," he comforts her. True, the water only comes up to the child's neck. But the mother is not worried about the depth of the pond. No, she is concerned about the hungry swan paddling towards her daughter with cold intent.

Unaware of the danger behind her, the child is too busy fending off flapping ducks to scramble to safety. The swan, having already acquired a taste for toddler flesh after one too many duck-engineered 'accidents', goes for a sample. The child screams as her hair is yanked sharply from behind and the sudden pain lends her the courage to flail her way past the henchducks to solid ground.

But her ordeal is not over yet. The swan follows her and continues snapping at her hair, trying to pull her back. The ducks continue to peck at her ankles in the hope that she will give up and allow herself to be eaten without anymore unnecessary fuss.

Finally, she is rescued. Her parents are convinced that she now knows the evil ways of waterfowl and so, she need suffer no longer. It was painful, but the children must be taught. When they arrive home, the child gathers all her duck-related possessions to be burnt. It was a lesson well learnt.

And so, the next time you spot a duckling, do not hesitate. Stomp on it, drop-elbow on it, chuck a bowling ball at it, do anything as long as you KILL it! Or that unassuming ball of yellow fluff will grow up to be a Demon Duck of Doom.


The creators of Negaduck had the right idea.

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muahaha ....Thnx for sharing ya traumatic experience . be glad it's swans and ducks with blunt bills.... imagine chickens... ouch.
» souplad (192.245.246.12) on 2006-07-16 07:37:00

Remember the Chinese proverb, "The only good duck is a Peking duck."
» dave on 2006-07-16 09:32:37

hey couldn't be bothered to read your entry but just here to inform you that i just realize that richard roxburgh actually acted in moulin rouge as The Duke.. he really looks like some weird guy in that show.. can't belief you actually like him.. eww
» jase (202.6.138.42) on 2006-07-17 11:07:09

Negaduck > all m/^_^
» YungJie (60.49.202.94) on 2006-07-17 10:31:09

souplad: Oi, ducks and swans peck pretty hard too, ok... *Injured glance*

dave: Yes, the wise person who came up with that certainly knew what he was talking about.

jase: GASPETH! How DARE you mock the shagability of Richard Roxburgh!! Are you forgetting his uber sex-on-legsness in Van Helsing and Mission Impossible 2?!!! Death to the unbeliever!!

YungJie: Don't forget Lanchpad!!
» theZEBRA on 2006-07-18 10:20:20

Ducks are meant to be roasted and eaten. Paul
» Paul (219.95.88.215) on 2006-07-18 09:47:10

I so agree with Paul! ROAST DUCK !! YUM YUM!
» jase (202.6.138.42) on 2006-07-19 07:06:04

I LOVE roast duck. Ducks = Poultry. End of story.
» Laynie (219.95.152.2) on 2006-07-19 12:26:22

I too am a victim of the Demon Ducks of Doom. It was a sad day on the ocean and my parents actually GAVE me bread to "feed" the ducks. My parents baited me. Twins were to tough to handle and I was the fat one. Luckily I survived by kicking and punching the ducks. There were only 3 or 4 and I was quite scrappy and tough. But had there been any more than that, I surely would have perished. Support group anyone?
» Chloefoxx on 2006-07-20 05:52:02

I used to have some pet geese. Cuddly and fluffy when young but just wait till they are all grown up & have all their teeth! Lol really had a good laugh at this post.
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