A fancy lady on vacation took a stroll through the woods. Suddenly a little white duck, all covered with shit, crossed her path.

“Oh, dear”, the lady said, “come on, I'll clean you!” She took a Kleenex from her purse and did a good job. After that she urged the duck away. “Be careful next time!”

She walked on and another duck, with shit all over it, crossed her way. Again she took a Kleenex and cleaned the little animal. She warned this one as well and the duck took off. Then she encountered a third duck, with the same problem.

“Now I have had it!” She screamed, “what have you been doing?” And for the third time she acted like a Florence Nightingale.
She walked on - suddenly she heard a voice from the bushes.
“Hey, you, lady!”, sounded a male voice in distress.
“Yes?” she replied.
“Do you have a Kleenex?”
“Not anymore, no”, she answered.
“Too bad, I'll have to use another duck.”
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