Here is the description IMDB gives it...
Roger Bradley, son of a milk magnate, isn't allowed to work for his dad's company because of a lingering war trauma: in moments of stress he quacks like a duck. Desperate to escape from idleness, he gets a job with his father's arch-rival, sponsored by eccentric milkman Breezy Albright, and promptly falls in love with the boss's daughter. But his career as a milkman soon degenerates into slapstick....
Not to seem too weird but I do meow, but it does seem to be when I'm stressed and I haven't really been under any war trauma...more like the school system is so messed up it doesn't tell you to learn it tells you to act like your busy while getting their agenda done with little excellence or useful things learned....trauma. However, I did quack like a duck once or twice and that's how I got my nickname duckie, and I never quacked again because back then I didn't like it. So now you have a little personal nonsensical story about me. Please don't think that this is what this blog is about :) Because usually I'm super ready to straight out share my passion...But perhaps people need to know a personal side and see why it's my passion. But with such classic people, who wouldn't understand?
