Random thought number one. VooDoo Duck!

This story details the events that took place in the realm of the character VooDoo Duck.

VooDoo Duck was caught off guard by the flipping Chihuahua regiment. Once again our hero was in a seemingly hopeless situation. They had him surrounded and backed into a corner. But who can match the power of a VooDoo Duck? Can a half dozen rodent sized, bug-eyed, shaking dogs take him down? Not today at least! VooDoo Duck burst forth in a flurry of feathers and beak, disorienting the Mexican mutts. And with a final powerful QuAkE Quack he rended the Earth open and the Chihuahuas fell to their demise. Once again our hero emerged victorious, seemingly unscathed by their attack.
The flipping Chihuahua regiment was only the latest in a series of attacks on the life of VooDoo Duck. He had been hounded by the Hounds of Baskertown just last week as part of the bounty placed on his head for foiling the nefarious plot of the evil Mr. B. But now was not the time to reminisce. Now is the time to tell the tale and I will let him tell you in his own words.

Obviously, by now you know who I am. I have fought the good fight, for truth, justice, and whatever else people or ducks fight for (including the latest Elmo doll). I AM VOODOO DUCK!

Today started out well with the defeat of those moronic Chihuahuas. If anything they deserve to be beaten just for the sheer purpose of stopping them from yapping all of the time. I settled back in at my place. I waxed my feathers in case it rained and polished my beak as instruments of war must always remain clean. Tomorrow would be an equally exciting day but who knew what to expect? I certainly didn't, so I called a friend of mine in Australia and asked him how tomorrow was panning out, but he said he thought I might have to wait to find out for myself. I was hungry so I baked a fish and worm cake with a little ratrat sauce. Mmmm... delicioso! I pulled out the funny pages of the Ducktown Gazette and read for a while. Then I fell asleep. Little did I know, that while I was sleeping the Robotic Slug's had found my pad by simply looking through the phonebook. (Now I know why Momma Duck always said to get an unlisted number and always sleep without a bra on). I awoke with a start as the Robotic Slugs began their descent from the skylight in my first floor high-rise apartment. I started to.........(to be continued)...