Get a rope!

So like I said, I'm going to be writing about some of the better beach trip tales this week. This one is a great one to start off. I think this was about the time I was a senior in high school, maybe just into college.


Jr, Joel, Grant and I were at the beach house. Joel and I are in the living room watching tv, JR and Grant were playing some catch out in the street. All of a sudden they both come running in with these excited looks on their faces.

"You guys aren't going to believe this! There's a couple hot girls staying in the house next door! They just pulled up!"

Now, this was big news. The house next door is hardly ever occupied, much less by attractive girls our age. So we did what any group of guys would do in that situation - we hatched a plan to lure the girls over to our house.

Keep in mind we were idiots, and our plan was not well thought out. The final plan turned out to be JR and Grant taking showers, donning their best sweater vests and cologne, and taking the dog for a walk. "Duke can get any girl....he's the secret weapon!" JR's collie is a good looking dog, and yes girls do like him. We were about to find out just how much of a pimp this collie was.

So Grant and JR head out the door. Joel and I sat around waiting to see the results of the "plan." About 5 minutes later, JR and Grant come back in with disgusted looks on their faces. JR slams the door and says "Fuck Duke, we're hanging him!" Apparently, the plan had evolved into letting Duke loose and then knocking on the door to ask if the girls had seen the dog, or if they'd mind helping look. Once off the leash however, Duke had found a nice spot on the girl's front porch to pop a squat and take a nice big doggy doo. Perhaps Duke had a sense about these girls and saved us from disaster. Perhaps he realized that sweater vests were on the way out and was trying to save his owner some embarrasment. Whatever the case, it was a story that will forever make me laugh.