When I lived in an organic farming community, one morning I sat on the porch of the bunkhouse, watching members walk across a grassy area to the dining hall. Beside the path, Pete the duck sat and quacked at people as they walked by. A professional singer was the first to pass by Pete that morning. Upon hearing him, she stopped and told him, “How nice of you to sing me a morning song!” The next woman along the path was rather overweight. When she heard Pete quack in her direction, she scolded him, “You’re always quacking for more food, Pete. It’s time you stuck to your diet!” The final person
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