We had a visitor yesterday morning on our backyard deck.
He was the biggest iguana I've seen to date, and I could hear the Barry White background music has he shook his guttural sack at a lady friend who stayed out of camera view.
As I approached him for this shot I was quite sure I would lose a toe.
Turns out he just wanted me to get his good side.
This is kind of blurry but I was hoping to get a shot showing how long his tail is...there is still at least 6 inches missing from this shot.
This one totally makes me think of Jurassic Park when the guy is trying to hunt the velociraptors and he gets busted and he mutters "Clever Girl." Except this is a boy. And I'm pretty sure JP was fictional.
Or so people keep telling me.
In other news, Kip and I did a little port-side walking yesterday in search of a few stores and in the process stumbled upon not one, not two, not even five - but EIGHT Big Black Dick statues within about a 3 block space. He's like the Where's Waldo of Grand Cayman.
The board next to him talks about this guy named Richard who was sold into slavery but fought his captors and was thrown overboard where he ended up on a Caribbean island that might have been Grand Cayman except for the wee little reference to sugar cane that I am pretty sure is not here and eventually he won his freedom for
Because who can resist rum called Big Black Dick?
I especially like the part that reads: "Those who knew him most intimately, know how much of a man he indeed was....possessing certain physical attributes unequaled by most all other men of his gender."
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