Daffy can't see any point in migration. Until, that is, the depths of winter when he is starving. He smells beans cooking at the cabin of a fox and weasel (who are sick of beans and would love a steak or a duck). Written by
Jon Reeves <firstname.lastname@example.org>
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Them silly ducks! Going south every winter, north in the summer, south in the winter, north in the summer, south in the winter. Nyeh, they're in a rut.
Music by J.S. Zamecnik
Played as the storm rages and Daffy sees a mirage before being beckoned to the house See more