In a quiet small town, a policeman was making his usual rounds when he spotted an old man driving a pickup truck down Main Street. The truck’s bed was overflowing with ducks, waddling and quacking loudly. Curious and concerned, the officer pulled the man over. “Sir,” he said sternly, “you can’t have a flock of ducks wandering around downtown. Take them to the zoo immediately!” The old man nodded respectfully, assured the officer he would follow instructions, and drove off, the ducks still happily quacking behind him.
The next day, the officer was patrolling the same street when he noticed the very same pickup truck approaching. To his surprise, the ducks were back—but this time, each of them was wearing tiny sunglasses. Frustrated, the officer stopped the truck again. “I thought I told you to take these ducks to the zoo!” he exclaimed. The old man grinned and replied calmly, “I did, officer. But these little rascals told me they wanted to go to the beach afterward!”
