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[Tenerife Seagull]

Murphy went in to his local with a large cloth bag hung over his shoulder. After ordering and paying for his Guinness, Murphy disappeared in to the Gents. He emerged with a duck on a lead, and he carried a biscuit tin.

Very carefully he placed the tin on the counter, and deliberately attracted the attention of the landlord. He explained to the landlord that he had brought his pet duck in to the bar because he knew that it was a night that a pianist played there, and that the duck was a tap dancer. The landlord wandered off grinning from ear to ear.

Later when the pianist started playing Murphy placed the duck on to the top of the biscuit tin. Almost immediately the duck started tap dancing. Taap, tap, tap - taap, tap, tap. Customers gathered round to view the spectacle and they were amazed. As the night went on the pianist continued playing, the duck tap danced, and word had spread so far that the bar was now packed with customers.

The landlord recognising a nice little earner asked Murphy how much money would buy the duck. Murphy declared, "I wouldn't sell him for all the money in the world."
"I'll give you a thousand pounds" said the landlord.
"Done" exclaimed Murphy!
The landlord went up stairs to his living quarters. He came down with a thousand pounds in cash, and counted the money out on the bar. Before Murphy disappeared out of the bar with the money he gave an envelope to the landlord, and written on it were the words 'Important instructions for the dancing duck.'

Long after Murphy had left the bar the pianist continued playing, and the duck continued tap dancing. Taap, tap, tap - taap, tap, tap. The landlord even had a lock in, and it was almost day break before he finally closed the door on the last punter. He paid the pianist an already agreed generous bonus for playing on, and he went up stairs to have some much needed sleep. He left the duck on the biscuit tin on the bar, and even though the pianist had stopped playing a long time ago the duck continued to tap dance. Taap, tap, tap - taap, tap, tap.

After an hour of not getting any sleep because of the sound of the duck below, the landlord decided to open the envelope to see if there were instructions on how to stop the duck from dancing. Inside there were hints on taking the duck for a walk; a warning not to leave the ducks lead off if giving him swimming lessons on a pond; how to feed it, and there it was, " How to stop the duck after it has commenced dancing."
The simple instruction said,
"Just lift the lid off the biscuit tin, and blow out the candle."
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[andyfowles]

I like it.
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[MaryJ]

I like it too!
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[margaretbl]

nice one
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