There Goes the Neighborhood
Linda (rear, left, cute little white beak) quietly whispered to her husband, Thom (right rear), “Well, those big-beak shovelers are here; there goes the neighborhood . . . ”
That Old Coot!
As Jimmy and Cyndie (front) swam by, Hank (back) said to Kenny (also back), “She’s kinda cute, ain’t she?” “But look at the size of the beak on her!” “Pay no attention to that old coot,” said Jimmy, “He’s just been drinking to much of that swamp water, and he’s uncouth to begin with”. . . . . David, Sf.G.