A Duck Walks Into a Bar

...and he asks the bartender, "Do you have any grapes?"

"Grapes?" the bartender asks. "Why would a bar have grapes? No, we don't have any grapes."

With his beak towards the floor, the duck waddles out of the bar.

However, the next day, the duck walks into that same bar. He waddles up to the counter with his feet flapping against the wooden floor with every step.

"Do you have any grapes?" the duck asks.

"I told you yesterday," the bartender says. "We don't have any grapes."

And, the duck leaves.

However, wouldn't you believe it, that same duck walks into that same bar and asks that same question the very next afternoon.

"Do you have any grapes?" the duck asks.

"Listen," the bartender says. "If you come in here one more time and ask for grapes, I will staple your feet to the floor."

The duck shrugs it off. He waddles out of the bar, and the night comes and goes. Finally, at noon the next day, the door to the bar opens, and lo and behold, there is the duck. Timidly, he walks to the counter. The bartender sees him, and he shakes his head.

"Hello, sir," the duck says. "Do you have any staples?"

"Staples?" the bartender asks. "Why would a bar have staples? No, we don't have any staples."

"Well," the duck says. "Then do you have any grapes?"