A large duck has been mysteriously hanging out at a Portland Starbuck’s. (For anyone who wants to go and see it, it’s at 10500 Barbur Blvd; Capitol Hwy is a cross street.) During the day, it hops around happily in the parking lot; at night, it sits up on the roof. It appears to have no desire to leave. I found out that it’s a Muscovy duck (the Audobon society didn’t know what it was, but I might not have been describing it very well…) But there’s only ONE. Why aren’t there others? Where did it come from? Why is it there? Where will it go? Nobody knows…
That’s Fred. Please send him home. We miss him.
well, you’re gonna need coffee if you’re going to listen to a duck reciting poultry.
1900 miles, I really want your binoculars.
I cry fowl!
That’s right near the freeway and it’s a wide open parking lot. Basically, it’s a terrible place to get any decent kind of an echo.
We can’t really confirm that it is a duck unless we can confirm that it’s quack doesn’t echo.
Why a duck?
FWIW I have actually heard the echo of a duck’s quack.
There’s a Starbucks that we frequent that has a one-legged grackle that is always nearby. The reason is simple - the Starbucks employees have “adopted” Ernie, making sure he gets fed and some water. Ernie is the only grackle (among the kazillion that winter here in San Antonio) that hangs around.
I would bet the same thing is happening with the duck - somebody is feeding the bird. And birds, not being complete idiots, don’t like to spend more time foraging than necessary.
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Why? Are you chicken? Afraid he’s going to pullet off, or that someone in the store will egg him on? Nest-ce pas?
Perhaps they should rebrand as “Starducks”. 
I quack me up!
I was only fooling. They’re going to build a tunnel in the morning. Now, is that clear to you?
Indeed. Call me when there’s a large buck hanging around a Starbucks.
Did somebody say the secret word?
Mitch Hedberg says to send him to the Boise Subway, where he can have free bread.
A duck? Lord, I love it.
Actually, I think they said that the duck’s name is Frank…
No, there’s not much of a chance for an echo. The Starbucks is at the strangest location-- kind of on its own little island in the middle of two very busy streets. You know what might be a good question, though… who first said that a duck’s quack doesn’t echo, and why? Did *they *actually think this was true?
Just wait till you see the bill.
Did the duck ask if they had any bananas?
I hope the duck is healthy. I’d hate to see it come down with some strange mallardy.