Serious studies about humor have shown that ducks have a magical place in the pantheon of joke subjects.
Two ducks on a pond.
One says, "Quack!"
The other says, "Hey! I was going to say that!"
Substitute cows and moo and you have a lesser chuckle. Or so scientists say. And I believe them.
Meanwhile, from the time of childhood, we laugh at farts. The bodies' not-so silent rebellion against civilized behavior, the sudden reminder of our animal nature, the catalyst for a giggle among first graders and staid monks alike.
So, why has no one ever thought to make a comic strip about farting ducks? At this point, I'm considering the name Ferdinand the Farting Duck for my hero. I'm not sure just what kind of adventures he'll get into, but you can bet it'll be funny. He's a duck. He farts. I can't see how this could fail.