One night, I was dancing a fast dance with someone at the Holiday Inn, and Disco Duck cut in!
Now I mean the real Disco Duck, in full costume! So there I was, on the dance floor dancing with a duck! We did talk a little as we danced, and he claimed to be the 'real' Disco Duck.
After the dance, The Duck escorted me back to my table and headed for the bar, where he drew quite a crowd. He stayed about an hour, then left.
It was fun to say the least...
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