so you're telling me... a duck walked up to a lemonade stand and he said to the man, running the stand, "hey (pom, pom, pom), got any grapes?" the man said, "nope, we just sell lemonade. but, it's cold and it's fresh and it's all home-made. can i get you a glass?" the duck said, "i'll pass."

the next day... the duck walked up to the stand. he said, "hey! got any grapes?" the man said, "nope, like i said yesterday: we just sell lemonade, okay? why not give it a try?" the duck said, "how about no." then he waddle-waddle-waddled away, and he waddle-waddle-waddled away... until the very next day. (pa pa pa pa pam.) when the duck walked up to the lemonade stand and he said to the man running the stand... "hey (pom, pom, pom), got any grapes?" the man said, "look man, this is getting old. i mean, lemonade's all we've ever sold. if you want grapes, go to the grocery store. when the duck heard this, he walked away, sad that he couldn't find any grapes to eat. the next day, he waddled back to the lemonade stand. he said to the man running the stand... "hey (pom, pom, pom), got any grapes yet?" the man said, "look, man, i told you yesterday: all we have is lemonade, okay? if you want grapes, take your duck-tail feathery butt down to the grocery store and get some! the duck said, "yeah, yeah, whatever," and then he walked away with a sour look on his duck face.