A drunk walked into a bar carrying three ducks, one in each hand and one under his left arm.
He placed them one beside the other upon the bar. He had a few drinks and chatted with the ducks, and with the bartender.
The bartender was surprised, but experienced and had learned not to ask people about animals they bring into the bar, so he didn't mention the ducks.
They chatted for about another 30 minutes before the man with the ducks had to go to the rest room.
He left the ducks there on the bar.
The bartender was alone with the ducks. There was an awkward silence as they all looked at one another. The bartender decided to break the ice and try to make a little conversation.
"Say, what's your name?" he asked the first duck.
"Huey," replied the first duck.
"How's your day been, Huey?"
"Great, lovely day, had a ball, been in and out of puddles all day! What else could a duck want?" said the duck.
"Oh. That's nice," said the bartender.
Then he said to the second duck, "Hi what's your name?"
"Dewey," came the answer from duck number two. "So how's your day been, Dewey?" he asked.
"Great, lovely day, I've had a ball too! been in and out of puddles all day myself. If I had the chance another day I'd do the same again!" said the duck in reply.
So the bartender turned to the third duck and said,
"So, you must be Louie?"
"No," said the third duck, "my name is Puddles - don't even ask what kind of day I've had!"