Fresh Discs
Toilets don't need pick-me-ups, but this fresh stamp of approval sure couldn't hurt.
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Duck Diary
One of my duck buddies was once spotted flying at 21,000 feet. A plane found him. And the pilot’s jaw dropped. Then my duck friend winked at the pilot—one of those classic duck winks—and the pilot’s jaw just kept on dropping. Or so I’m told.
Pine
With notes of pine, sandalwood and rosemary, there’s the perfect spot of scented shade to cool my feathers.
Duck Diary
There’s been a lot of chatter about my quack not echoing. Let me clear this up right here. It echoes. Quack! (Just have a duck read that in an echoey location and you’ll know for sure.)