Thread: More idiots

When I lived in Victoria, there was a duckhead named Levy (forgotten first name.) He and some of his vegan, animal-kissing mates used to lay ducks out on the footpaths in Melbourne, call the media and start their bleating and wailing about cruel, heartless hunters. I have still got a newspaper clipping about him somewhere, but we moved house not too long ago, and I'm still having stuff turn up where it shoudn't even be. If/when I find it, I'll post it here, along with my (unpublished, of course) response. You'll get a laugh. Phrases like "The quiet quack of night" come to mind.