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sim, What happened when you asked them people for a prop nut?
knarloid needed a prop nut for his Yammie. So I paddle over in my kayak to where a bunch of boats are rafted together and one of them has twin Yammie 250's, another has a Yamaha something and they're attached to large 40-50 foot floating megapalaces. I'm figuring we are all brethren of the sea and I'm sure my as yet unmet seafarin' family will be more than happy to help.
Lot's of gooood lookin' babes in bikinis, bunches of tanned ubermuscle guys that you know aren't getting that way from honest labor (maybe if I was the local steroid dealer I'd be drivin' one of those babies too).
Lot's and lot's of banter, perfect, white teeth and blenders whirring out margaritas while subwoofers thump and then all of a sudden the revelry is shattered by some clown paddling over in an inflatable purple and green kayak.(me)
I'm feeling like the proverbial turd floating in the punchbowl trying to get the attention of the guy with two yammies but I figure my buddy needs a prop nut and it's worth trying to engage what I thought was the Russian Mafia to get one. Not just cause I'm a saint, I also happen to be a saint that very much wants to go water skiing NOW.
Owner is ignoring me as he gets ready for round 2 of a chin-up contest.
Other boats are either snickering, pointing or throwing beer cans (unopened at least) when finally one of the chin-up boys asks what I want. I explain and he offers to help by calling a few of the local marinas.
("no, no, none of us carries any spare engine parts") Tells me to hold on while he makes a call. Dials his phone and 20 minutes later is still on the same call chatting with somebody about something but certainly not prop nuts. I finally decide to just leave (having collected a few more unopened beers) and I've paddled halfway back to our crew when two gorgeous young women in bikinis who had been out on an extended swim from that other group ask if they can rest on my kayak because they are very tired.
Gentleman that I am I agree to assist and they hold on for a while while I offer them (their) beer and they unburden their souls whilst flashing cleavage and complaining to me about how shallow their friends are.
That's my story- not only am I sticking to it but I have witnesses.
and I gotta tell you that jetmate is bad azz, that was one fun ride.
wish someone got a pic of us flying it 3ft above the water.