Duck Soup
We were at a family picnic in the park and there was a beautiful pond with lots and lots of ducks. At one point we were missing Uncle Otto, and finally we found him at the side of the pond.  

He was dipping bread into the water and eating it. 

"Uncle, what are you doing?!" "I'm enjoying the delicious duck soup." 

We finally became "conscious" that Otto had gone quackers.

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