There was once a horny eagle, and he soared around all morning looking for a mate, but he had no luck. Suddenly, he looked down and saw a dove, and decided she would just have to do. So he went into a steep dive, hit her hard and rolled back behind the bushes. The limb’s shook, dust was in the air and the feathers flew. Suddenly, all got quite, and the eagle flew off. Shortly thereafter, the dove came staggering out from behind the bush and said;
“I’m a dove, and I’ve just been loved, and I liked it!”
Well our horny eagle flies on, not quite satisfied by the encounter with the dove, when he happens to look down and spy a lark. Just like before, he swoops down on the lark and the bushes shake, and the dust and feathers fly. After the eagle leaves, the lark stumbles out and says;
“I’m a lark, and I’ve just been sparked, and I liked it!”
Well, our virile eagle soars on, still looking to satisfy his appetite for romance, when he peers down and sees a duck. He thinks to himself; “now here’s the bird that I need to meet my desires!”
So down he dives hitting the duck which never saw him coming. After a prolonged encounter behind the bushes with limbs shaking, dust and feathers flying; the eagle flies off. Soon, a poor beat up duck staggers out from behind the bushes and says;
“I’m a drake, and there’s been a mistake, and I didn’t like it one damn bit!”