Well, old Pirate John has been laid low the past couple days. It seems
I contracted a case of Bahamian spittoon fever. That's a sickness that
makes you have a fever and makes you feel like you've been swimming in
a spittoon for three days. Probably got it from a few mouthfuls of
water ingested while snorkling around to see if the anchor was dug
into the bottom well enough. Or from Bahamian pizza or something. At
any rate I slept a whole day away before we went out exploring again.
We ran into this guy downtown. He's a Bahamian curly tailed lizard.
They scurry around all over here and they curl their little tails up
in a tight spiral curlique when they're thinking.
In this picture I'm trying to convince him that little guys should
stay out of the road. I'm like,"Dude! Use the sidewalk! You're gonna
get scooter squashed put here!"
I must have been convincing because he got up on the sidewalk and ran
away.
And same for you guys! Keep your curly little tails out of the road!
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