The name of his faithful dog was “King”.Call Sargent Preston of the Northwest Mounted Police......I think that was the correct name of the Saturday morning program back in the day. I can't remember the name of his lead dog. The good guys always won and there was no blood!
Glad the situation was amicably resolved. "Kinder, gentler...…" or "Put a little love...…"
I was relaxing on the upper deck of a friend's big motorboat. He was relaxing down below. When the engines fired up, I assumed that he was doing some kind of maintenance. After a minute or so I tore myself away from my horizontal orientation to go see if I could help. Right at that moment he yelled up and told me to shut the engines off. (The boat has control stations outdoors and indoors.) At that point the conversation got weird, because neither one of us had turned the engines on and both ignition keys were in their off positions. It took us a while to figure that one out. Luckily, we were anchored far away from other boats and it happened during a between-guests day.Very nice.
Never know when someone is being obnoxious or just doesn’t know better. In this case sounds like they were just plain newbies who were frustrated. In the end they will probably be buying you the beer
Never forget that motorboats have plugs in their transom! Once pulled you can save the day by offering them your "spare"Whatever you do don’t put on scuba gear and grab an auger and swim over.
Bacons has one by the front counter for you.One word: CLEAR!
(and yes, of course, for those without a sense of humor - I'm kidding)