Last Membership Meeting DECYC '16

Club News and Updates;

Since we now have a brand new group of Condos on the off-shoot of the Dead End Canal we have new members in our “Dead End Canal Yacht Club.” There is an eight slip mini-Marina and since most of the new residents are 'out-of'-staters' University types, six out of the eight are filled with sailboats.

At the year end meeting on December 17th we inducted four out of the five applicants. The fifth being absent because of family dragging them off to Disney world. For the ceremony, they newbies dressed up in their newest boat shoes, khaki slacks and blue polo shirts from whatever Yacht Club would've had them up North. The men wore tiny pennants, Rhodes Scholarship pins, phi beta kappa keys and Eagle Scout medals.

The women wore 'Daughters of the American Revolution' necklaces, ear rings and pins. Every one of
the four woman were a solid '5'. Not worse nor better and they dressed and wore make up specifically to be for an average woman. Every DECYC male member had, admired the skill, agility and willingness of the female crews aboard the sailboats.

Nary a one lay prone in the cockpit as the boat approached the dock, nary a one! They stood on the bow, boat hook at the ready with dock lines at their feet awaiting the skippers orders. Once nestled in their berths, the ladies and men washed and pampered their boats.

Cap'n Crunch and Run-aground Ralph were extremely disturbed by their Stepford Wives act and cheerfulness. Each pairing had offered to take us 'stink potters' (our description not theirs) along for a joyous ride on their 'beautiful sailboats'! And the more the old stink potters groused , the cheerier they got.

Most of the membership had no problem allowing them to join. Just as in the movie 'Animal House' the prevailing attitude was, “why not, we need the dues!”

When their Volvos sported minimal support bumper stickers for that Lady who ran for
President, Cap'n Crunch and Run-aground Ralph went on a Witch Hunt to uncover the names of the sponsoring members who had dared weaken the iron clad grip of us old stink potters on the club. After the election Cap'n Crunch and Run-aground Ralph mailed several messages likening 'blow boaters' to cheap and unfriendly Canadians, whom they'd blackballed years hence!
One of them must work in the print shop at the University because a variety of bumper stickers were left in mailboxes on and around the Canal. One left leaning but indecipherable sticker read 'TRUMP '16 because thinking is hard!' Another one was more damning proof; 'POWERBOATS; BECAUSE THINKING IS HARD!' Let the battle Royale, begin!

Some of our members, like Minnesota Dino have a monetary interest in maintaining the purity of our club even tho there is nothing specific in the by-laws about type of vessel. Dino is in  the powerboat business and an ally of the guardians of purity. They don't seem to be concerned about the Ocean-Kayaks owned by the young woman who inherited a house on the canal. And whatever their sexual preferences might be is of no concern of Cap'n Crunch and Run-aground Ralph because they wear the barest skimpy minimum when on the water.

“Not that they have much to cover,” agree the monitors of decorum. “The female form is pleasing to my eye,” says Crunchie, “and the other one is built like a 12 year old boy!” No attempt has been made to sponsor them, yet. MORE TO COME...

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Comments

Anonymous said…
MERRY NEW YEAR AND HAPPY CHRISTMAS from the Pukin' Pelican!
boatguy Ed said…
Dead End Canal Yacht Club Mistle Toe meeting 12/24/2016 @ Pukin Pelican 12 Noon. Come puckered up!

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