And he never asked if the team was baseball, football, or basketball?
“Ok – are we still going out for a bagel afterwards?” “There’s a bay gull over there. Enjoy.”
So… no seventh inning stretch?
I’m afraid we will have to submit this for Pier review.
Enjoy the sea putts and jacker cracks.
Sometimes when you get an ocean to make a pun…
you otter float it to a few people to sea weather or knot it will flounder, before you throw it out there to sink or swim.
This one doesn’t make a hull lot of sense.
But then, I mast admit, not all of mine keel either.
I want to say I know the ropes…
but that ship sailed long ago.
ohhh local sports team….local port steam
Don’t they call those Spoonerisms?
Both are fun….check yer hearing bud!
Go Stockton Ports!
Steaming port? Yuk!
I’m sittin’ on the dock of the bay, wastin’ time…
The Sea Hag once gave Olive Oyl a potion which, when sprinkled on his spinach, would make him take her to look at a diamond. He couldn’t understand his sudden urge to take her to a baseball game.