#698499 added June 7, 2010 at 8:16pm Restrictions: None
June 7 - Booby
"So, who cares if your great-great-great-great grandfather was eaten by Captain Blight. I'm still not going fishing with you. If your ancestor being eaten by shipwrecked sailors proves anything, than only that flying with you is perilous."
"He was your ancestor too."
"Yes, but I don't go bragging about it."
"Just come fishing with me this one time. You'll see how much fun you can have with me."
"OK, just this one time."
The two boobies took flight over the ocean. They dove in, the air cushions in their faces taking the brunt of the impact. Under water they fell right into a school of fish. Their beaks heavily laden with fish they came back up.
"Told you that fishing with me is successful."
"You did. I'm going to sit in my nest, come on by when your feathers have dried."
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