Devil Ducky

The Golfer came up to me one day with a little card in his hand and a slightly befuddled look on his face. "My boss gave me this," he explained. "He saw it in an advertisement and said it made him think of you."



I managed to contain my squeal of glee, barely. The boss's boss had cut a Devil Duckie out of a magazine for me!

The Golfer continued. "I'm not sure what this says about you... or him, I suppose..."

I took the Duckie and grinned. "All is says about him is that he's paying attention."

I got a Duckie!