joke about a duck

[Steve]

A Duck walks into a pub and orders a pint of lager and
> >> a ham sandwich.
> >> The landlord looks at him and says, "But you're a
> >> duck". "I see your eyes are working," replies the
> >> duck.
> >> "And you talk!" exclaims the landlord.
> >> "I see your ears are working," says the duck, "Now
> >> can I have my beer and my sandwich please?"
> >> "Certainly," says the landlord, "sorry about that,
> >> it's just we don't get many ducks in this pub. What are you
> >> doing round this way?"
> >>
> >> "I'm working on the building site across the road"
> >> explains the duck. So the duck drinks his beer, eats
> >> his sandwich and leaves. This continues for 2 weeks.
> >> Then one day the circus comes to town. The ringleader
> >> of the circus comes into the pub and the landlord says
> >> to him; "You're with the circus aren't you? I know
> >> this duck that would be just brilliant in your circus
> >> he talks, drinks beer and everything!" "Sounds
> >> marvellous" says the ringleader, "get him to give me a
> >> call." So the next day, the duck comes into the pub.
> >> The landlord says,
> >> "Hey Mr Duck. I reckon I can line you up with
> >> a top job paying really good money!"
> >> "Yeah?" says the duck, "Sounds great, where is it?"
> >> "At the circus" says the landlord.
> >> "The circus?" the duck enquires.
> >> "That's right," replies the landlord.
> >> "The circus? That place with the big tent? With all
> >> the animals? With the big canvas roof with the hole in the
> >> middle?" asks the duck. "That's right!" says the
> >> landlord. The duck looks confused.
> >>
> >> "What the **** do they want with a plasterer?"