Dr. Quack knelt down slightly to Mrs. Birdy, and came close to her. Ms. Birdy felt love, a thing she has never felt before in her pathetic peasant life. Her cheeks flushed fifty shades of red. It seemed like forever, just staring into Dr. Quacks beautiful eyes. But then, he moved closer, to whisper something into Ms. Birdy's ear. As he moved closer, Ms. Birdy could feel him breathing on her neck, and his soft beak touching her ear, as he began to whisper to her. "One time," He began, in a low, husky, romantic voice, "I farted on a bag of Cheetos."

Birdy gazed lovingly into Quack's eyes, after he slowly came face to face with her after whispering in her ear. They both turned over 9,000 shades of red looking at each other. "Quacky darling," Birdy began. "I need to tell you something, too." Quack glared at her happily with so much expectation.

"One time," She began as she came closer to his ear, "I farted on a Papa Johns pizza."

Dr. Quack's eyes started to well up with tears. He was desperately in love with Birdy! What was he to say? What was he to do? He sobbed, while Birdy ate a bag of Cheetos. He looked up into the sky, as swirling lights poured down and devoured him. Suddenly, there was a loud noise, like a monkey getting run over by an electric scooter, and Dr. Quack gripped his soft feathers whilst ripping them off of his scalp, to reveal his massive afro. He then began to float, over the buildings, through the clouds. He floats out of range of earth's gravitational pull, and begins to float through the stars.

Dr. Quack suddenly morphed into Bill Cosby, gripped Mrs. Birdy by the nose and flung her to an alternate universe. And that's when Dr. Quack realized that he never even got the secret Crabby Patty formula. The End.