A Duck Named Jack

Yeah, I know. Weird title. But that is ok. Because all will explained if you read further.
How many have laughed at the person rocking out in the car next to you, behind you, or coming at you? You see them with their mouths wide open (they look something like the Silence from Doctor Who) and you have no idea what they are belting at the top of their lungs. And you watch as the car rocks back and forth as they dance. They start banging on their steering wheel. You can tell that in their head they are in front of a huge audience that is screaming their name over and over and if they are not careful they will leap off the stage and into that audience.
We have all seen these people. We have all laughed at them. And yet, at one point or another, we have all been that person. We have all found ourselves listening to our favorite song, with the window down, banging on our steering wheel as if it's a drum and using it as a microphone. What a great feeling that is!
I found myself listening to Bulletproof by LaRoux. I found myself singing at the top of my lungs. I found myself dancing uncontrollably while at a red light. I discovered that I had only one audience member...
Ok, here I need to digress.
His name is Jack. We met at TD Bank and he is dressed like a pirate. Now, I think pirates are cool. Not the real kind of pirate of course, but the fictional pirates that we read about in books or see on T.V. So, he immediately captured my attention. I had to have him. And he was only one dollar!
Back to my story, I'm singing loudly and looking absolutely pathetic. Only to discover that I had only one audience member. He sits on my dashboard and he seems to always be watching me. I was singing to a duck named Jack.
In my defense, he seemed captivated by my voice.