Course Correction

Discussion in 'General Amphicar Discussion' started by, Sep 5, 2000.


    Amphipoda attends a boating course...
    The instructor begins by handing out a class
    syllabus and text book. Chapter 1 is about
    driving and towing your boat. Chapter 2 is
    about backing up your trailer and launching
    your boat.

    A~poda: Excuse me professor, may I be excused
    since my boat doesn't require all that trailer stuff?

    Professor: Mr Amphipoda... is that your real name?
    And what do mean you don't require all that trailer
    stuff? Is your boat moored in the harbor?

    A~poda: No, I just sort of drive my "boat" in head
    first - no trailer at all. In fact the faster the better.

    Professor: Oh, I see. You have one of those little
    top loading canoes or kayaks or an inflatable some-

    A~poda: No, I actually drive my boat from home,
    down the ramp, and into the water... 1 - 2 - 3...

    Professor: Let me get this straight... you drive the
    boat from your house, so I take it you live on the
    water somewhere?

    A~poda: No, I live about a half mile from the lake
    ramp and so I just drive there from home.

    Professor: No trailer you say? And not a little
    boat either. Hmmm, okay, I'll bite... What the
    hell kind of boat is it?

    A~poda: It's a 1964 Amphicar... you know the
    car that swims!

    Professor: Mr. Amphipoda this is a serious boating
    course and we are all here to learn the fundamentals
    of safe boating. I fear you are not here to gain this
    knowledge and are making fun of the situation,
    therefore you are free to leave and are hereby asked
    not to return.

    A~poda: Whoa... I think we have a misunderstanding
    here... please let me explain...

    Professor: No don't bother. This is a boating course
    for serious boaters - please leave NOW!

    A~poda: Sheesh... what kind of crap is this?! I'm
    going to report you to the Amphibious Society.
    This is obviously amphibian discrimination. I've
    never been so humiliated in my life. Sheesh... Hey
    professor - may the sand fleas of a thousand beaches
    infest your armpits!

    `64 Turquoise
    San Diego

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