I guess Silence is keeping silent, but awhile back there was a couple who signed on. We invited them over, and they never showed. Then one evening when we were on our way home down the dock
, a neighbor told us someone had stopped by our boat with wine, looking for us. Figures. Now, silence, if you are in the neighborhood, come by the trimaran
by the fuel dock
, and I'll by ya a cold one, and make you feel better about your sanding project
when you see mine
Oh, and Mudnut, I might be a bad influence, but never a pyro. I leave that to my better half.