The gentleman's magazine for the discerning drake.
The premiere issue · Collector's editionOur cover star floated off during the photo shoot. Try to grab him. Go ahead.
The articles you'll swear you bought it for
Real estate in the reeds is out of control. One drake paid four worms and a bottle cap for a lily pad with no view.
Business · p. 182,000 miles in a V formation and somebody always has to be the point of the V. Our road-trip etiquette guide.
Travel · p. 27Nutritionists say it's junk. Old men on benches say it's love. We sent our reporter in with a baguette and a wire.
Investigations · p. 33This fall it's all about the iridescent green head. Again. It's always the green head. Nobody is complaining.
Style · p. 51A brooding drake. A misunderstood goose. A pond that keeps secrets. Rated PG-13, because it's ducks, you degenerates.
Fiction · p. 64We test six lotions so you don't have to. The Sandwich Lotion Studio blend wins. We were not paid. We were paid in bread.
Reviews · p. 70The centerfold · Tasteful. Fully feathered. Somehow still scandalous.
We sat down with Dick at his favorite spot, the overflow drain by the parking lot. He showed up in nothing but his natural plumage and a smoking jacket he refused to explain.
"People hear the name and they get ideas," he told us, adjusting his top hat. "Dick is a family name. My father was Dick. His father was Richard, but he went by Dick because the other ducks wouldn't stop asking."
"I'm more than a pretty bill. I have layers. Mostly down."
Advice for the modern drake
"My wife says I spend too much time preening. How do I know if it's a problem?"
If you've missed a migration because your tail feathers weren't "popping," it's a problem. Twenty minutes a day, max. Then go eat a snail like a man.
"A swan keeps looking at me. Should I be flattered or scared?"
Scared. Always scared. A swan has never once had good intentions in the history of water.
"Is it weird that I like the guy at the pond who brings oats instead of bread?"
That's not weird, that's growth. Hold onto him.
Official portraits · Fully feathered



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No ducks were objectified in the making of this magazine. Okay, one. He asked for it. He has an agent.