Dewey Duck 2017 Novelas e Histórias

"It's disappointing, man. So fucking disappointing." I wanted to punch him and break his nose then and there but I reconsidered after judging all the parts he would break if his punches landed on me in return. Hell no... I wasn't ready to die yet. The main reason for Dewey's visit was obvious. There was a new girl he had been stalking for a while. He needed a wingman to go with him while he dropped the moves on her. A little confidence boost. Dewey liked the girl because of her ass. He was the type of guy that went crazy for ass. You could lead him into an invasion trap set by a terrorist group if the right type of ass was to pass by. To him, it wasn't about the size but the shape. To Dewey,

He's beaming. "Mommy! Daddy! The ducks are so cute! They have babies! Little baby ducks! They're so fluffy! They're so yellow! Can we get a duck? A baby duck? Please? Please, please, please? I'll take care of it! I'll feed it! I'll walk it! I'll love it forever!" "A duck?" "A pet duck! I want a pet duck! I'll name him Ducky! Or Quackers! Or Sir Feathers!"