Rubber Duckie!

It's Rubber Duckie Day, so I get to trot out my rubber duckie bow...
...and my earrings...
...and normally I'd wear my shirt, but it's too cold to wear that.

Seriously, the denizens of Sesame Street have declared today Rubber Duckie's birthday, and I'm not gonna argue with Bert and Ernie.  Everyone oughtta love Rubber Duckie anyway; I've even got Day of the Dead rubber duckies...somewhere.  I think my sister even collected 'em for awhile, but I don't know if she still does.  Now she collects coffee mugs and that's alright too.  While she was living in Vermont I even bought her one that says "I f#%king miss you, bitch" inside.  But for awhile she liked rubber ducks.

Happy birthday, Rubber Duckie!  I had a rubber duckie meself growing up...and y'all know what???  The goober was top-heavy!  He looked just like this one, paint rubs and all.
Oh don't get me wrong, he floated.  But if the water was even a little choppy he'd go belly-up and float with his chest sticking out of the water.  Maybe that's why I'm afraid of drowning now.

Happy birthday, Rubber Duckie.  Don't float with your head underwater.

Love,
RagingMoon1987

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