The Afternoon began with Grand Theft Clammrig - also known as "While you were gone".
#^&#^&#^&#^&#^&#^& says he stole Clammer's keys and they were going to steal the boat in 10 minutes but the trailer lights won't work - can you follow & bring a camera - So I did.
Apparently in addition to a couple minor repairs needed, two years if rain and bluefish slaying was not keeping the boat clean... #^&#^&#^&#^&#^&#^& and F18 at last concluded waht would be necesary: "The Intervention"
The Intervention began began with F18 running the boat to the ramp and Billy hauling it out over the raised fists and objections of those waiting in line at the ramp trying to figure out who would go first.
The boat screached in protest over every bump on the way back but those bumps were no match for all of the rocks and undersea mountains the SS Clammer has hit over the years.
The Clam Man was not home at the time of the "recovery".
F18 was now wondering what the heck they were thinking when they stole the boat - that and "What is that SMELL??"
Performance enhancing barnicles, the "Viagra of the Sea". But if your boat stays up on plane for more than 4 hours...
Sadly, Clammer arrived and kept mumbling about how the mojo would be lost by cleaning and fixing and looking for holes in the bottom of the hull. So he diecide he must restore the Mojo by rubbing his arse on the hull, peeing in the scuppers, and throwing rocks at the hull... Kind of "Don't Ask, Don't Tell" for Boat Mojo
Not a Happy Clam
Who said #^&#^&#^&#^&#^&#^& won't smile for a camera - here is with the pressure wash as if it was a fish...
More "Don't Ask, Don't Tell"
"Expired November 11, 1988"
Piemma inspecting the "Ice Breaker" segment of the hull
