Monday, January 14, 2008

Delaware is for Pugs and Lovers
































Well, folks. that's right. I just got back from the beach. And look close. No leash. woo hoo!!!!!!!!!! It was the most incredible feeling in the world. finally like in the movie escape from alcatraz I didn't care what happened, my spirit was finally free. Oh to be able to poop without the tug on the back of my neck. To pee and not have to balance extra chord. to run and not look back. to breath in the nasty smellin fishy air without contraint. It was glorious. Fen lickk Island is located just north of oshun city and south of doo ee. There was this cool light tower flashight thing that was a beacon of light in the night. I would highly recommended a vacation like this for any of you fellow dogs who like to do things off leash. the down side was there weren't any hot chicks. oh well. i just hung out with the dynamic duo. They watched lots of movies by jon watters and ate and ate and ate. However there are still a few rules one has to obey at the beach.








RULE NUMBER ONE: No dancing like a nelly. This has been outlawed since smelly Nelly fairbanks of Nantucket ruined it for everyone here in Della ware in 1818. Dad insisted on being


a rebel and show everyone that this is a stupid rule. If caught we would have had to pay 5 dollars and a bag of tabacco or something like that. That's me in the far left trying looking for the Nelly patrol.


RULE NUMBER TWO. No signs of affection. This is a very serious law. No one is allowed to smile or hold hands or even tell knock knock jokes. we were simply just suppost to walk and look and observe the land. The pentalty for this was two nights in the flashlight tower house. As you can see this rule was broken as well. this is us clearly showing signs of affection. Right after this picture was taken we immediately went back to staring at the beach as if one of us had dropped a nickel. I saw some boys and girls showing signs of affection but i think they must have been foreigners. P.S.. in this shot you can see the parents bought me a new vest/collar/sweater thing. It's kinda of cool.. it's stretchy and is real comfy.


RULE NUMBER 3: Never Ever Ever eat a clam that is bearded. Beards were common in the Amish who drove buggies and sold cheese. Clams that have grown up amish no-a-days is a sign of a clam that has sat in the same stagnant water for too long. this i'm sure produces of taste of boredom and untraveled. anyway Rule number 3.









Rule number 4: No writing on the beach. this is for apparent reasons. any thing written could be mis read and cause a plane or boat distress as they might think the writing is SOS. We wrot this very quickly and then erased it not to cause any delawareans alarm. it say Buddha likes Pizza. I should have wrote SOS just to see what would have happened. what is i meant. send over sausage. or she's over sized or simple orange sandles or sing out soft or shit oliver shit or sand on sissies or salt on saltines or sued over something. i'm mean think about it folks.




Lastly Rule Number Five: No Loitering. This causes people to wonder and wondering causes people to think and realize that they might be not thinking about other things. The fine is an old fashioned pink belly and a zerbert. We actually didn't realize we were even loitering until it was too late. Luckily no pink belly zerbert was issued but we probably lucked out. I actually may not have minded the zerbert. And to honest i'm not actually loitering if you look closerly you'll see that i'm aleaning a little and in the middle of changin positions. probably smelt the pizza from acrross the street. Which by the way, we had lovely lovely pizza all weekend. it was great. so there it is. the january excurshion. I would hightly recomment this vacation for those in need with a little beauty, a little sand and can put up with a few old fashioned rules. it's very well worth it. But before I go a few tips. Pack some socks, my pads almost fell off. Pack some ear plugs, the drinking noise level can get rather loud around the sleeping hours. And pack a map, man oh man was i mostly confused the whole trip wonderig where the heck i'd been. all my love and peace and hope for a better pug world. and remember when you hold in a stinker you're saving the gas levels of the earth and might have just saved the life of a chicken. enjoy the pics-Boo