A mom duck and a mom skunk are walking along happily with their
little babies, a baby duck and a baby skunk. When they came to a road,
they crossed it, and, in a sad turn of events, the moms were both run
over by a car.
All of a sudden, the baby duck has an attack and starts bawling
and screaming at the top of his lungs, "MY MOM IS DEAD! WHAT AM I GOING
TO DO? WHO'S GOING TO GIVE ME AN IDENTITY? HOW WILL I KNOW WHAT I AM?"
The little skunk, trying to calm him down, said, "Don't worry.
I'll try to help you find out what you are. Okay?"
"Okay," said the baby duck.
"Now, let's see," said the baby skunk, "you're yellow, you have
webbed feet, and you have a bill....HMMMMM, YOU'RE A DUCK!" he exclaimed.
"Really? Okay, thanks!" the baby duck replied.
Then, all of a sudden, the baby skunk had the very same anxiety
attack and exclaimed, "MY MOM IS DEAD111 WHAT AM I GOING TO DO? WHO'S
GOING TO GIVE ME AN IDENTITY? HOW WILL I KNOW WHAT I AM?"
The little duck, trying to calm him down, said, "Well, don't
worry, you helped me so now I'll help you. Okay?"
"Okay," the baby skunk replied.
"Well, let's see now, HMMMMMMMM," he thought. He thought very
hard and looked at him and looked at him until he said, "I know! You're
black, you're white, you stink....YOU'RE PUERTO RICAN!!!!"
