Back and liquored up. Now where was I? Ah yeah, so Barnaby, Paco and I turned tail and ran to get out of that neighborhood fast's we could before that bitch with the hose called the law. Finally we pass another sign with a big gay dolphin on it that says, "Sunset Bluff, A Private Community." We eased up our gait, figurin' we were out of harms way. Finally we get to the big old staircase that leads down to the beach and we get on the sand and soak in the smells of the seaweed and dead crabs. Paco put together his rod and skewered one of them worms and we took turns casting. It was my turn and I feel a tug on my line and start reeling in my line like it was the devil on my hook. Well I ground the sucker and its just a useless sea robin flapping around like a greased hog, and being a little greased up, I take the thing and slap Barnaby across his fat bald head. Now it wasn't my intention but one of them spines went straight through Barnaby's ear, and he starts hollering and belly achin' and bleeding all over in general. Paco's tellin' him to calm down before we call attention to ourselves and I just fell on the ground laughing til I coughed up blood. Well I'm going to go catch some z's under a tree somewhere, but I don't need to tell you that the fun didn't last for long, but you'll have to wait til the morrow for the rest.