V153
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During the dark ages my Mom & Dad towed a camper trailer, bleve the brand name was 'Banner', all over Canada one summer. Us kids included. Pulled by a 1966 Plymouth Fury.
We stopped to take a break side'a the 'Queen's Highway' one day. Just got back on the road when Mom realized that Daffy, our Dalmation's water bowl was missing. She insisted we stop'n go retrieve it. Dad said goddammit, pulled over, yanked my lil bro's bike off the camper'n told him to ride back up the road til he found the dog's dish. Which he accomplished successfully.
Problem was an OPP followed him back. The OPP spoke very little english but was extremely upset about "zee keed rides zee bizycle down zee road to find zee dog deesh runned over?" Which was actually true, someone had already run over poor Daffy's water bowl ...
Much to my chagrin 'til this day. Whoever ran Daffy's dish over managed to miss my lil brother ...
We stopped to take a break side'a the 'Queen's Highway' one day. Just got back on the road when Mom realized that Daffy, our Dalmation's water bowl was missing. She insisted we stop'n go retrieve it. Dad said goddammit, pulled over, yanked my lil bro's bike off the camper'n told him to ride back up the road til he found the dog's dish. Which he accomplished successfully.
Problem was an OPP followed him back. The OPP spoke very little english but was extremely upset about "zee keed rides zee bizycle down zee road to find zee dog deesh runned over?" Which was actually true, someone had already run over poor Daffy's water bowl ...
Much to my chagrin 'til this day. Whoever ran Daffy's dish over managed to miss my lil brother ...