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Summer 2000
The
Only Newsletter Written By A Toad,

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~Sans Pants?!~
Ha! Have been distracted by the spousal unit to sort through 4000 pairs of 'wrecked' jeans. Alas, I exaggerate-1000 pair of wrecked trousers! "If you want me to buy you anymore new ones you have to throw out the old ones!" Now hold on there! Who said I wanted more jeans? And everybody knows a good pair of jeans has holes worn through the knees and a waistband that no longer rides the waist.*humph* I suppose that she is correct in wanting to dress me in nice nice clothes and all but this is akin to casting off an old friend just because they got a haircut. Or something like that. Perhaps I need to remind her that every manly household chore requires special pants? Leg protection suitable for each individual macho exercise in futility? Pounding 70,000 nails in the deck I haven't built requires special pants. Painting the deck I still haven't built (and the 70,000 nail-heads) -more special pants. My Dad always said that having the right tools makes all the difference for the successful outcome of the project. Pants are tools?!? Right?! Aren't they?? *cringes at awful visual of building new deck sans pants*
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*WOOF* (exhuberant salutation) This month(?) I have decided to share a paw-full of my favorite floatations....er.....I mean quotations! Is that the right word? Well, I hope you enjoy them!
"Yesterday I was a dog. Today I'm a dog. Tomorrow I'll probably still be a dog. Sigh! There's so little hope for advancement."
"The great pleasure of a dog is that you may make a fool of yourself with him and not only will he not scold you, but he will make a fool of himself too."
"If I have any beliefs about immortality, it is that certain dogs I have known will go to heaven, and very, very few persons."
"If you pick up a starving dog and make him prosperous, he will not bite you. This is the principal difference between a dog and a man."
"Outside of a dog, a book is man's best friend. Inside of a dog it's too dark to read."
"The other day, I was walking my dog around my building... on the ledge. Some people are afraid of heights. Not me, I'm afraid of widths."
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~Merely~Me~Maya~ | ![]() |
~Toad Abode Swamped!~
Somewhere In Connecticut-Memorial Day 2000 was not only a day for remembering but a day that shall always be remembered 'round these parts. While last minute preparations were being made for the launching of the UnOfficial Boxturt Page, something wet and evil was preparing to launch it's own devastating crusade deep within the confines and catacombs (Maya has one of these) of the Toadly residence.
After spending the morning participating in holiday festivities and manning(?) the parade floats, Mr Toadly and Boxturt were looking forward to a light lunch followed by a leisurely swim in the newly installed indoor pond on the basement level. With the auto-temp and auto-water-level controls properly set and regulated the two friends dined. Upon completing the meal, the toad and turt donned Speedo's, grabbed towels and headed to their own private basement beach.
All too soon and much too late, the pair discovered the pond overflowing it's banks, the water level rising dangerously with each passing second. Amphibious yes. Equipped for deep-sea diving maneuvers-NO.
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