Kinda reminds me of Joseph Waumbah's book "The choir boys".Abou a bunch of cops in the big city that the en of their shift would go into the park in the dead of night + sing songs to release the stress of the day.One particular cop that no one really liked named Roscoe (it was said that he held the towels at Dachau)Anyway one night he fell into the pond + the ducks started to converge on him so he drew his revolver + commensed to beat on these ducks.One of the whores nearby said"Don't worry Roscoe,we'll never tell anyone you're a duck socker."