Who knew that below these bluffs, a bluffing contest would break out? Meet the harlequins, Harley and his girlfriend, Quinn.
Hey, wait up, Quinn! Want to go sit on this rock for a while? Catch a few rays?
Oh, Harley, this is so boring. And all you ever want to do is take a nap. I need more excitement in my life. Speaking of which, I think I see some arriving, over my shoulder. But three to one … I don’t know….
Back off, boys. She’s mine.
And you two can get off this rock and go join your buddy, or you’ll see what I’m capable of. I’m not bluffing.
Did you see that, Quinn? See how I put the run on them? Now come on. You stick with me.
Okay, Harley, so I was impressed … but just a little bit.
Harley! You’re such a brute. Don’t you know a lady doesn’t like to get splashed? You’ll ruin my feather track.
Sorry, ’bout that, Quinn. Here, I’ll make it up to you. I’ll find you a crustacean for an appetizer. They’re right under here in this shallow part. See them, there, on the bottom?
Well, if you want to get it for me, Harley, go for it, but I’ll have you know I am not a bottom feeder.
Harley loved his girlfriend, Quinn,
Stood by her through thick and thin,
But the bully boys came ’round
Asking where his Quinn was bound.
“Nowhere special, just these rocks,”
Up they scrambled, all these jocks,
Harley shivered and he shook,
Quinn gave him a frightened look.
“Fear not, Quinny,” Harley said,
“We’re just fine, I’ll use my head.”
And with that, he butted them
Off the rocks, to save his femme.
“Now my dear,” he said to Quinn,
“Let’s go swimming, jump right in,
I’ve a rock crab just for you,
Tender so you need not chew.”
“How delicious is this treat?
Little rock crabs can’t be beat,
Harley Baby, you’re my man,
I am now your biggest fan.”
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