It was late in the evening and the little duckies had been trudging all night along the front of the "duck shoot" stall at the fair. So far nobody had been able to shoot a duck and claim a prize. At the back of each little ducks mind was the thought that soon there would be that one customer. The customer who was out to impress his date for the night. The customer who would pick up the purposefully inaccurate air rifle and take aim. The aim would be good. The inaccuracies in the rifle would be compensated for. What would then become of the little duckies. That was always in the minds of the duckies at the fair.
Statistics
Place: 200 out of 332 Avg (all users): 5.1250 Avg (commenters): 7.2500 Avg (participants): 4.7123 Avg (non-participants): 5.4421 Views since voting: 809 Views during voting: 241 Votes: 168 Comments: 4 Favorites: 0
This will sound stupid - but the first thing I thought when I looked at your photograph was that you had Bob Hope figurines. lol sorry I must be having a weird day. I like the background color!
Add photograph to your favorites
Add photographer to your favorites
Photographer found comment helpful.
