A guy walks into a bar, carrying three ducks. He has one in each hand and one under his left arm. He places them on the bar, has a few drinks and chats with the bartender.

When the patron leaves for the rest room, the ducks are left on the bar.

After an awkward silence, the bartender decides to make some conversation.

“What’s your name?” he asks the first duck.

“I’m Huey,” says the duck.

“How’s your day been?”

“Great,” says Huey. “Had a ball. Been slappin’ around puddles all day.”

The bartender then meets the second duck, “Dewey,” and asks how his day is going.

“Great,” Dewey replies. “Had a ball. Been slappin’ around puddles all day. If I had the chance, I’d do it again.”

So, the bartender turns to the third duck and says, “So, you must be Louie.”

“No,” growls the duck. “My name is Puddles. And don’t even ask about my day!”