Daily Report Number 5
Duck float on water. Bob see duck. Hello Mister Quackers! Hello Mister Quackers! You lived longer than you intended and now you must decide what your life might be. Squeak! Go duck. Duck. Goose. (groan) Bob climb out of tub. Splish! Splash! Your heart wants to touch the earth, but skin and bones keep you caged. Bye Bye Mister Quakers! Bye Bye Mister Quakers! You are glad daily requirements prevent you from having to take responsibly for any real decisions in life. Bob pull the plug.
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