Ducknapped

I would like to think that I was born with a pretty good sense of humor.   Not too crazy, not very offensive, and just silly enough to be funny.   When I see things that could possibly have another meaning, it's fun to try and make a little fun about the situation to bring in a bit of that humor to it.   At the neighborhood pool, there are two areas making up the complex: an adult, olympic-size swimming pool and a smaller kid-size wading area.   In the wading pool are several fountains, one being a oversized rubber ducky that spouts water from its beak and has a slide going down its back.   With the seasons changing and the cooler weather coming fast upon us, the city drained the pool and began to batten down the hatches, so to speak, on the fountains in the pool.   Wrapping the duck in a tarp and plastic, it made a kind of funny picture of an oversized duck being held for ransom by some evil, oversized kid looking to cash in on a jar of cookies or something.   I can almost read the letter now:

If You waNT to See THe duCKY aliVe agaIN, SenD 1o0 freShlY made CHOColaTe chIp cooKIEs and twO glASSes of chocoLAte MILK in AN UNMarked SippY cuP aNd plaIn cookIe JAr.   DroP ofF at the Chuck-E-CHEesE beForE mY BEdtiMe aT 7:30.