I go running a bit. It’s a good way to keep in shape, well better shape than I might be in if I didn’t run, ha! Anyway, when I go running I do a bit of thinking. It’s one way to get your mind off the crippling pain of exercise. But I digress. Let’s move on. I usually run along the beautiful banks of this wonderful country and I saw a group of ducks. I thought to myself, “Ducks are awesome.” I also thought to myself, "What if these ducks were in a war and that war was called the Duckwars?" So, yes I’m completely nuts and I think ducks are pretty cool, and I will be that crazy duck guy down by the river with the crusty bread calling out to them. I will be the dude that you will be avoiding like the plague...or is that plaque? No, it’s plague. Yes, I’m sure of that.
So, this story/idea of mine involves a lot of ducks, as you can imagine. I imagine the ducks are the dominant species on earth in a post-apocalyptic version of this world. They have also been mutated by radiation to an extent that they look 'humanic'. Humanic is something that I just came up with. I’m adding it to the dictionary. The few surviving humans rise up against the ducks. I know what you’re thinking. You're thinking this sounds a lot like "Planet of the Apes" and that I’m just ripping off one of the classic movies of all time, and that Charlton Heston should find me and shoot me in the face with one of his many, many guns. But I never said that I actually wrote this story, and in my defence I didn’t want to get on the wrong side of Mr. Heston. That guy is one scary old dude. Is he still alive? I have actually no idea. But he is old, that much I am completely sure of. I just had an idea for a story that is similar to something that had already been done, and I think ducks would be a much cooler animal to take over the planet than bloody monkeys. Ducks are awesome.
Nope, this isn’t a long piece. Just wanted to share something that was on my mind. I know how much you enjoy my banter and I wouldn’t want to deprive you of something that brought so, so much pleasure to your lives. If you reckon I should write this story, let me know. If enough people give me the motivation, I will do it and lock my door so Old Man Heston can’t get to me. Might give him Duckman’s address! Hahaha!!!