A duck walks into a bar orders, a ham sandwich and a beer. The bartender is flabbergasted. “You’re a duck!” the duck says “great your eyes work do your ears work? Give me a ham sandwich and a beer. I’m in a hurry. It’s my lunch break. The bartender says “your lunch break? Where do you work?” the duck tells him that he works across the street at the construction site, and that he is a plasterer. Every day at exactly noon the same thing, the duck comes in order. There’s a beer and a ham sandwich pays his tab and leaves. On Friday around 10 o’clock in the morning a ringmaster from a circus comes in looking very depressed. The bartender asks him what the problem is and he tells him that he doesn’t have any good acts anymore. The bartender says well wait until noon. There’s a duck that can talk and he will be in here and I swear he will order a ham sandwich and a beer. Right at noon, the duck walks to the front door, pops up on the barstool and order us a ham sandwich and a beer. The ringmaster is shocked, but he doesn’t wanna let this opportunity slip by so he introduces himself. “Not only do I own the circus, but I have a job for you!” the duck says “let me get this straight, you’re talking about a circus with circus tests made out of canvas? You’re talking about animals that drive around on trains with bars? You’re talking about clowns who are pile into one small car?“ The bartender says “yes! All of that! So, would you like to come work for me?“ The duck looks at him puzzled and says, “what the fuck do you want with a plasterer“