Sparky Duck was hatched, between 30 and 50 years ago. And while I do not expect all of you to make a pilgrimage to Philadelphia to fawn all over me, I am giving to a chance to do the next best thing. Since my feathered cousins are usually not that hard to find, when you see one, bow down before it, and praise the wonders of Sparky Duck. I sent a message out to my minions that pooping is not allowed, but sometimes the messenger gets lost, or shot. So, consider any duck shat as a party favor from me to you.