So I called out sick for work tomorrow because I sound like a frog, not a duck.
Sorry, this strikes me as funny because I just got back from dinner at Becca & Emily's new apartment on Capitol Hill, and while they make very good food (a Chinese tofu & brown rice dish where one of the letters is either a "p" or a "b" and homemade mint chocolate ice cream), they also make very bad animal puns (somehow a slightly askew lid on a mug reminded them both of steaming porpoises).
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