It isn't an attractive mannerism. It doesn't make her look smart or urbane or mysterious. I wish I could (honestly) say that I do not resemble Daisy in the least. If I had to go Disney, I would rather be Cinderella. She's contained and forgiving. Even mysteriously so. She is beautiful. Besides, she has all those good-seamstress little mouse friends.
Cinderella gets a very pretty dress and a fairy godmother and also the prince. Daisy gets Donald, purse and shoes always second in fanciness to Minnie's, and a bad headache because of all that flapping commotion.
Actually, I did get a prince. My life should be perfect. And it would be too, if I could just tone down my public squack-quacking.
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