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As long as supplies last if any GMG folks want a bumper sticker but can't drop down the dock, just send a self addressed and stamped envelope longer then 7 and a half inches and I'll drop one in the mail for you.
Send the self addressed and stamped envelope to the dock at 95 East Main St Gloucester Ma 01930 care of Joey (put my name in big letters to make sure it gets to me)
Donation Total for GMG Tree Project
$461
Tree and Consultation Work By Doug Cook Landesign.biz
Labor help from Aaron Burke
Labor and Equipment From Grimes Landscaping
Labor and Equipment from Jay Ramsey and Farm Creek Landscaping
Plant Materials From Corliss Wholesale
Thanks for Everyone's Contributions. We Did It Together!
Paul is a “GoodMorningGloucester reporter with a Press Pass, a Rubber Duck” …. and much too much time on his hands!
This Rubber Duck used to be hard work but now people send me more Rubber Duck stuff than I can ever post. I just sit back and read her fan mail, and copy paste the good stuff.
And folks, do not send actual Rubber Ducks to me. Send them to:
Captain Joe & Sons Lobster Company
95 East Main Street
Gloucester, MA 01930
Write in big letters on the box “Another Rubber Duck for Joey Fund” on the box. He told me just yesterday, “You know I don’t have enough of these fucking Rubber Ducks on my desk.”
[edit] I went back to the tape and now have a more accurate quote.
This *used to be* one of my favorite songs. Now I fear it will never be the same. You have done what even Bill and Ted could not accomplish.
To unhear, to unsee, in this age of the internet, this is often requested but seldom solved. How to get rid of the earwig once it has burrowed in. There are two schools of thought.
1) Play and replay the original incessantly:
until, in this case, the word duck, finally, is wiped out and dust is back in its rightful place.
2) Play the earwig incessantly. This is my strategy. Play the parody, “Ducks in the Wind” over and over until the duck squawking is muscle memory. Only then can you compartmentalize it and move on so that the violin in the original Kansas tune no longer harkens only a Kazoo and a duck with a sore throat.
Who am I kidding, forever, it will be ducks, not dust, that are blowing in the wind, and no money, “and all your money won’t another minute buy”, will not bring it back. Sorry.
Talking like a duck is one of my more unusual abilities. I enjoyed singing harmony.
There will be a sing like a duck contest at the GMG Christmas Party If you cannot make it send an mp3 to JoeyC@clownpenis.org
Best Thing! thanks for the laugh. A great way to start the day!