All right, what is all of this? Is this a joke, huh? Ducks falling from the sky! The rubbery kind which belong in a bathtub and not in the clouds, falling on my head! Fine. They bounced right off but that's beside the point, isn't it. It is raining ducks and while I am not above some irony I do not appreciate them falling on this little black duck.
Listen, bub. I know somebody out there must be responsible for this and I demand to know which one of you it is!!!
You know if you had gold falling from the sky instead it would be much more productive and I could split the proceeds with you. 90/10, what do you say? 90% to me, of course. Gotta read the fine print... Hey -- you're not reading the fine print, are you? Look away now!
Ahem. So do we have a deal, stranger of the falling rubber ducks?
Third Person:
Eagerly, Daffy Duck opens his new contract that has just arrived in the mail. Paper goes flying and he begins reading. Gradually his expression turns from joy to incredulous to rage and he tears the contract up, screaming:
"How dare they! I'm the lead in this new picture, not him! Not that no-good rabbit! Why I oughta....," he huffs at the end, breathing heavily and his eyes glaring redly. Then they narrow and he smirks evilly. "Hmmmmmm.... if that's the way they want to play it then I shall play along."
He grabs some sticky tape and with a whirl the contract is patched up. He eyes it again, his mind calculating dark and devious thoughts. "Bugs Bunny... Blah blah blah... Top billing... Blah blah... Daffy Duck... co-star... Hmph! We'll see about that."
He tosses the contract to the side then rummages in a nearby box, tossing out a virtual arsenal of weapons. "We'll see who's the co-star, bunny buddy! Now where's that... Aha!" He reveals a piece of paper with a phone number on it and dials, tapping his fingers lightly on the desk. "Elmer Fudd, please, madam," he says smoothly when a lady answers. Oh, yes, that rabbit would not be the star if he was taken out of the picture completely. Whatever it took, he'd convince Elmer that it was rabbit season again.
Daffy Duck | Looney Tunes | Not Reserved | 3/3
All right, what is all of this? Is this a joke, huh? Ducks falling from the sky! The rubbery kind which belong in a bathtub and not in the clouds, falling on my head! Fine. They bounced right off but that's beside the point, isn't it. It is raining ducks and while I am not above some irony I do not appreciate them falling on this little black duck.
Listen, bub. I know somebody out there must be responsible for this and I demand to know which one of you it is!!!
You know if you had gold falling from the sky instead it would be much more productive and I could split the proceeds with you. 90/10, what do you say? 90% to me, of course. Gotta read the fine print... Hey -- you're not reading the fine print, are you? Look away now!
Ahem. So do we have a deal, stranger of the falling rubber ducks?
Third Person:
Eagerly, Daffy Duck opens his new contract that has just arrived in the mail. Paper goes flying and he begins reading. Gradually his expression turns from joy to incredulous to rage and he tears the contract up, screaming:
"How dare they! I'm the lead in this new picture, not him! Not that no-good rabbit! Why I oughta....," he huffs at the end, breathing heavily and his eyes glaring redly. Then they narrow and he smirks evilly. "Hmmmmmm.... if that's the way they want to play it then I shall play along."
He grabs some sticky tape and with a whirl the contract is patched up. He eyes it again, his mind calculating dark and devious thoughts. "Bugs Bunny... Blah blah blah... Top billing... Blah blah... Daffy Duck... co-star... Hmph! We'll see about that."
He tosses the contract to the side then rummages in a nearby box, tossing out a virtual arsenal of weapons. "We'll see who's the co-star, bunny buddy! Now where's that... Aha!" He reveals a piece of paper with a phone number on it and dials, tapping his fingers lightly on the desk. "Elmer Fudd, please, madam," he says smoothly when a lady answers. Oh, yes, that rabbit would not be the star if he was taken out of the picture completely. Whatever it took, he'd convince Elmer that it was rabbit season again.