Monkeying around

Finally! Something to make this whole trip worth while. A ride on the jet ski. This thing is frickin' huge! It seats three people. Who needs to have three people on a jet ski? Why not get a boat?

Monkey Boy never did let me drive. And he drives like a grandma in a Cadillac. At least I got out on the water. If you look close enough, you can see I got a tan. No really, I did, I swear. No, I'm not fading. I'm getting darker. Take off your sunglasses. Squint a little. See, can't you tell?



What the hell is this? Another one of those damned four-legged monsters. This one happens to be Perl-monster's Mother. Is this thing what happens when you mix a cow with a dog? Is this what a Dogcow is? Does that make Perl-monster a Cowpuppy? I think this one might actually say "Moof." She is deaf, so I don't think she learned how to bark properly. Or she is French Canadian and has an accent. If she were French, it might sound a little more pretentious. Now I'm wondering how angry German Shepherds sound when they bark.