[It wasn't that he wasn't grateful-- it wasn't even really his crappy mood. The simple fact is that, curses are curses, and well, sometimes you're not in control of your actions. So even though a small, rational part of his gooseified brain wanted to thank Billy for his assistance, that wasn't what happened.

Instead, the poor glue-covered mad scienceduck now has a very large goose rushing at him, hissing and honking, flapping his wings maniacally.]