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Tuesday, November 12, 2019

LOBSTER MEN & a DEER; SURVIVIOR FOOTBALL CRISIS

Everyone lost this past weekend in our award winning survivor pool. What to do?  Petitions have been filed. We've been threatened with a writ of prohibition to the 3rd DCA as well as a writ of Mandamus if we refuse to act. 
Not one to back down in the face of a legal threat, a Google search of the issue ("what if everyone loses in a survivor pool in a week?") generally yields the result that the losers from that week are admitted back in and the game goes on. 
Although five of seven members didn't listen to our advice and foolishly chose the Colts over the hottest team in the NFL: OUR MIAMI DOLPHINS, and at great personal sacrifice because we truly have better things to do... the survivor pool continues...BUT Mr. Markus and Mr. Gonzalez LOSE their hard earned week pass because they were foolish enough not to use it. 
DONE AND ORDERED, on this the 12th day of November, 2019, in Miami-Dade, Florida. 
S/ Horace Rumpole, Esq., Blog Proprietor and Survivor Pool Commissioner. 


Now on to a good story. 
Commercial Fisherman are a hard lot. Lobster-men in Maine have seen it all, ayup. They earn their living on the seas, taking from the ocean, and giving back, working in the most dangerous job in the US: Commercial Fisherman. 
Thus the heartwarming story,  recounted in the Bangor Daily News (which we peruse every day along with the Journal, Times -NY & London, and of course Le  Monde) when Ren Dorr and his crew saw a young deer FIVE MILES off the coast of Maine, floundering. The hardened fishermen saved the young deer a and took him back to shore, where the deer begged off sharing a few Narragansetts' to discuss the incident, and happily  hopped away. 

Deer in the Ocean 




Deer Onboard 

8 comments:

Anonymous said...

Hey Rump. You obviously are not a native NE'r. It's 'Gansett as in Have a 'Gansett, the famous ad jingle from the 1960s', played on WHDH during Red Sox broadcasts.

Anonymous said...

I once saw one of those huge iguanas swimming about 10 miles off Miami in the gulf stream. I was unable to perform the rescue.

Anonymous said...

Thanks for posting something uplifting!

Juan Gonzalez said...

I agree with the foolish part but how did I lose something I "hard earned? Why can't I just use it now?

Rumpole said...

Because you should have used it before washing out.

Rumpole said...

7:45 Am, I've downed more Gansett's than you could imagine. But we are not dealing with Beantown people here who've never quaffed a "Nasty-Gansett" so I spelled the name of the lager out for my readers, or as you might say "readeahs"

Anonymous said...

There's nothing "fun" about these "fun-sized" candy bars I keep stealing from my kids Halloween candy. I have to eat about a dozen of them to get a decent bit of chocolate. Make a regular candy bar will ya?

Anonymous said...

Deer tastes like lobster.