We’ve just been to the shops and spent a truck load of money on.. err.. stuff. Food, baby clothes, y’know. Anyhow, while we were out I wanted to look for a rubber duck for little Billy. He’s loving bath time at the moment so a rubber duck seemed to be the thing to get.
I spotted this duck on the shelves. It seemed ideal. Big, yellow, smiley face, plus there’s an extra bonus, it’s got a radio built in. Excellent. The little guy can have a bath and we can bop away to some tunes, or I can have a bath myself and chill out to some music…
…wait a minute… what’s it called?
Tranny.
Tranny the duck.
Umm.. I think I’ll give this one a miss..