Toxic Mutant Lobsters, Funky Cars And Quota

From the land of the Bluenose....work. Can't get away from it even on days off as today it was the JOHS Committee (joint occupational health and safety) meeting that I had to chair. Speaking of chair I know exactly where I would love to shove it after todays meeting which was fast approaching a filibuster me son!

So strung out after that meeting at the airport that I thought I was seeing things like...a lobster wearing a tartan!

Then another mutant toxic one that had more glitter than Micheal Jackson's one glove!

Lord love a duck I needed the cure and that cure was in my trunk.... my beloved Garrett Freedom 3 Plus which I took out on the first field on the way home and dug away mindlessly, without remorse or pity. The only sound was the sharp bell tone of my machine when it found a coin and the gazillion crows mouthing off like a typical day in the House of Parliament where our elected officals behave like kindergarden class (get paid for it too boot youz).......................speaking all day and saying nothing.

Got hot under the collar so as always retreated to the nearest water and swished away hoping that the swimmers itch would not grab hold. Well me son that was cut short all too soon...............batteries ran out so I called her a day with 2 junk rings, earing 2 most funky undersized autos and a quota of 51 coins @ $4.65 added to the fund that I will use a week come next Thursday!