The Drunken Duck

Thriftily she started to pluck and prepare them for dinner. The ducks however, were quick and not dead. Down in the cellar a barrel had slipped its hoops and beer had gradually drained from the floor into the duck's customary feeding ditch. Thereupon the ducks made all too nice use of their unexpected opportunity, with the result that when they came to they found themselves plucked and halfway to the oven.