The Dead Duck Caper

The adventures of Sam's Fade detected. Effie! Effie! Eff! Oh. I waited. They would have to say it, I'll go. You've been through a tough time, sweetheart.

You didn't make it any easier. You think there was a cakewalk for me? You think mine curves are made of rubber? You have no nerves, you're not the cold callous! Shut up! You're gonna listen to me. You're gonna sit still, not talk and listen.

When I finished, you can say good night, a good bye. First, you're gonna listen to me. You remember how it started? Yesterday evening, when you told me it was your mother's birthday, you were giving a party a set and you wanted me to come.

I tried to beg off being no social butterfly, but mom would be hurt, you said. And so the next thing I knew, there I was at your house, surrounded by two dozen strangers, ten gallons of lemonade, and your mother.

I've been wanting to have a talk with you, Mr. Spain, about Effie. I can't think of a nicer subject, Mrs. Bering. Yeah. Effie is just so devoted to you, Mr. Speed. Yeah, well, I'm very devoted to Effie, too.

Love her! What I mean, it's fine. Well, I think we should do something. Party's dying on a speed. You want me to spike the lemonade, Effie? It just so happens that I have here in my pocket, a bottle of...

I have a wonderful idea. It makes you find you one big, happy family. You just wait and see now. Why it? Why it everybody? Well, sure, I'll see. I'm kind of kidding. How about another way I'm being?