Oh fuck those ducks. I can't remember the name of the breed, but they're bastards. Before I started school we lived in a suburban development that had a pond in the middle. Every year, stupid parents would give their kids ducklings for Easter. The ducklings grew up into hideously ugly ducks and would get dumped in the pond where they became very, very mean. I was chased down by a bunch as a toddler. They bit my nose. I wish the cop stomped this duck.
Ha ha ha! I don't mean to mock your childhood trauma, but the mental movie I have of a gang of ducks chasing a terrified toddler, and then biting him/her on the nose, is totally hilarious.
I feel bad for the duck. Clearly the poor thing is injured and that cop is beating the shit out of it and thinks he's hilarious for it. All these stars are for the children learning a valuable civics lesson.