Raine Bucket - a caption in itself!
Hmm... I wonder why they are all so eager to go in our boat?
But Candace, Emma, and I were the fortunate ones.
A little splashing between sister ships...
...turns into a desperate race between bitter rivals.(By the way, those of you who know Mr. Raine, it looks like he knows what he's doing, doesn't it? Do you think it could possibly have anything to do with that rowing machine down in his basement? :)
"Oh no! I think they're pulling ahead."(And we'll end that story right there... while we're ahead. ;-)
After that, it was smooth sailing for us girls, until we spotted these roguish pirates through our toe-escope. They gave chase.(Candace has this tendency to take feet pictures at Middlecreek. Remember? You've been following this blog for a while if you do.)
To add injury to insult, they started shooting us with their Canon!
Back on shore, laughing about the lady who put her motor home in auto-pilot, went back to fry eggs, and then sued the company who sold it to her (what's worse is that she won!).
Ohhh... I get it... she crashed.
Also, reading corny riddles in the Fishwrapper like "What are you supposed to do with stones?"
Eat them, of course!
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