What a DUCK head!

I bought Quinn a new baby tub. His other seemed like it was getting a bit moldy.

I found this plastic blow up duck tub. Seemed like a good idea at the time. When I got home I opened the little air hole and blew away, ten minutes later after passing out a few times on the floor from blowing this damn duck up which still had an inflated body and head, I realize there are two blow holes and I was only filling the base over and over. DUH, When the color returned to my face I hung the duck in the bathroom by it's suction cup on the back.

I can't blow this thing up every time Quinn needs a bath so I have to leave it hung up in the tub at it's full size. A regular tub would hang fine and take minimal space. But NOOOO I had to have the silly duck with the big ass yellow head that protrudes into half our shower. This thing is a menace. I bend down to shave my legs and it pokes me in the eye I turn around and it slaps me in the stomach. I swear this morning when I went to turn off the water the damn thing goosed me!

When I punched it in the head I think I heard a slight quack.

I'm not sure what I'm gonna do about this other presence in the shower with me. I just don't feel safe. It's like Chuckie the Duckie is tormenting my shower.

I've posted a picture of the menace, don't be fooled by it's sweet little demeanor!