If I had a choice between running with the bulls in Spain or walking with ducks in China 9 out of 10 times I'd pick the ducks.

I’m not even going to pretend to hate on this dude inconveniencing everyone in town. Ducks happen to be my favorite animal. They’re very bottom heavy, they waddle, and with out a doubt have the cutest butts in all the animal kingdom. So for me to see a dude just straight John Travolta Saturday night fever strutting down the street with 5,000 of his wing men (PUN!) I’m in heaven.