Max walked up to the white house where he had last heard the duck was there. He only had to kill 7.3 people to find it. However the white house wasn’t really white anymore… it was more of a scarlet red.

Max looked around to see at least one hundred U.S. marine and a tank surrounding the white house.

But the duck was gone, leaving a trail of bodies and insurance fraud in his wake. There was only one logical explanation for this much carnage… and insurance fraud.

That duck was a quack.