this is the ammo they would use. a 2 oz zinc aerodynamic slug that was loaded to higher velocity than standard loads.

this weapon was so powerful that it scared all the other posters away from this thread. they ran back to their bedrooms like scared little bunny rabbits.

in the meantime....

They hid in a cave and waited. They heard something. It wasn't a penguin though. It was the man eating.....

....CARP....it smelled quite similar to the Hilton sisters so the thought what the heck, we'll shoot it and get it mounted.......

On the wall. They shot it and then began to go hunting for the penguins again. They saw one, aimed at the head, and....

the gun misfired, the herd(not flock, they are too large of a bird to be consided a flock) started to attack the group.........

They took out their machine guns and shot at the group. They got 1/2 of them and the rest ran off. They was a snow storm and they were stuck on the island until...

(How did this get from ducks to penguins LOL)

an alaskan crabbing trawler showed up and rescued them. the only stipulation was that they had to work on the boat until the holds were full of crabs. that would take about 5 more days. working on a crab boat is one of the most brutal, dangerous and demanding jobs in the US. injury and fatalities are common, but the pay is good. about $1000 per day, most days are 18+ hours of work. on the first day....

....the Hilton sisters were getting one of the crab pots ready to drop over board and were too busy talking about shopping and other useless drivel to notice that the line for the pot had become wrapped around their legs.
The pot was dropped overboard and promptly hauled the both of them down 1000 feet to the sea bottom where they were never to be heard from again. The rest of the people on the boat......

(Sorry guys, I can't stand those two brats!)

Got out thier party hats and beer and celebrated. They then......