I was working at my computer, and lapsed into making duck noises, quacking away happily. It turns out I’m the only one of the four of us in this office who can quack. It never occurred to me that not everyone can quack.
Are they busting my chops? They really can’t quack?
Can you?
Are you facing UP when you do it?
You do that too? Thank god. I thought I was weird.
Well, I did after other people said I was, and I thought, “I am the only one quacking – maybe they’re right.”
Now I’m thinking that perhaps they weren’t quacking because they couldn’t.
They didn’t think I was weird, they were just jealous.
The fact that we both do it doesn’t prove that we’re not weird.
Just sayin’.
Of course, now that I know that not everyone knows how to quack I’m not sure how I do it either. I spent a fair chunk of my drive home making weird noises, none of them quacks.
I don’t know if I know how to quack! When I opened the thread I knew in the back of my mind that I could quack with the best of them but now I am struck with uncertainties. What if the noises I make are not quacks? Just…noises? I am now reluctant to try it in case I make a fool of myself. I need privacy for quacking I think. (Was it only me who got stage fright?)
I just *know * there’s going to be a train in London tomorrow where the people in the first car can hear inexplicable quacking coming from the driver’s cab. (Or perhaps inexplicable noises which are not quacking). 
I am pretty sure I can quack. However, my forte is meowing songs.
I realize no one but me cares about this – but I’ve forgotten how to quack.
Define “quacking.”
I can do a pretty good Donald. A not very good Daffy. I couldn’t fool a real duck into landing within a mile of my blind.
For a while, I had a cheapo duck call, and I could do some cartoon-grade quacking. I didn’t intend to sound like an actual duck. Somebody absconded with my duck call.
Hurrah! My ability to quack has been restored to me! I was sitting here writing captions, and spontaneously started quacking. (Adult-onset Tourette’s, perhaps?)
And no, of course I don’t actually sound like a real duck; it’s quite cartoony – definitely more Donald than Daffy – but apparently my underlings can’t even do that.