Pinky would come in there with this duck with the diamond necklace, and he’d give it vodka. One time they kept saying, “Get this duck out of here. Get this duck out of here.” The duck drank too much vodka, fell off the bar, and died. The bartender’s like, “You need to clean up this dead duck.” He’s like, “I don’t know what you’re talking about. That’s not mine.” Pinky left, and then he came back, because the duck had this diamond necklace, got the diamond necklace back, and then gave [someone] fifty bucks: “Go bury that duck in the backyard.”
