Dead Duck
Yea though I walk through the Valley of Ducks I will fear no bathwater. For Thou art with me. Thy soap and Thy washcloth comfort me. Let us welcome Dead Duck, whose 2-1/2" tall rubber soul has passed into the next world, and reminds us to question our existence: Why are we here? What is the meaning of bath? Why do people look at me that way?
He rests in peace in his net bag with a mortuary toe-tag header.
Our newest -and most morbid- addition to the rubber duck delights here at DamnedGames
