STAND BY FOR TRANSMISSION...
For those of you not keeping track (shame on you) - our resident Dawg o’ the Blog has been away on vacation this week and has left me, Zam, in charge of the entertainment. Somewhere over the Caribbean satellites are linking, computers are coming to life, and fax machines are regurgitating entire reams of paper, so that I may bring to you all of the dirt on PDiddy’s island get-away. My spies report the following regarding the events of the last couple of days: - An evening at a strip club called Privates of the Caribbean - PDawg staring out to sea mumbling, “He’s out there. I can feel it.” - On a cruise around the islands, PDawg kept insisting that the captain take her to Tenille - When PDawg asked the cruise director where the lifeboat was, he pointed to a fat guy - Never stopped throwing up - Never stopped sneezing - An unfortunate incident involving a Dominican midget and some bar-b-q flavored Corn Nuts - Nightly entertainment – cockfights |
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