Can I suggest that you do a turkey impression - take your orange and stick it up your...
At this point the doors of the tavern swing open and an icy blast and a large dalmation dog rushes over to the Duck and Bryant. He shakes himself violently and showers half the occupants of the bar with icicles, a particularly large one impaling MMario's left hand, making him drop the martlet he is attempting to thread onto a skewer. Perhaps a case of sauce for the gander?
With one voice, the shivering patronage roar "Out, Out Damned Spot!"