Poseidon could not touch them from this placid enclave on the beach and neither could the alligators that had tormented him in his youth in the swamp-lands of Florida.
“How many fathers’ day do you think we can keep celebrating like this?” His son asked.It was a very perplexing question which spent much time plaguing his mind. Usually purple turtles lived long lives especially if they lived in the zoo, however it was wise to stay out of France.
He answered his son assuredly with the knowledge that forsaking the turtles who make the unwise move to France most lived to be over a 100. He responded to his son by saying, “We can expect to be meeting like this for years to come despite your mother’s insistence that I stop ogling the mermaids.”From their view on the ocean side they could see the crowd passing. The father noticed a majestically collared blue crab with his claw around a bikini clad seahorse. His son seeing the same thing offered a question as to when the last time his father had seen a crab like that. His father replied by saying, “It’s been a while but I can remember seeing one like that in way back in my first tour of duty in Saigon. I remember wondering why it had been so far away from the ocean.”
They continued watching the crowd as it passed. The son noticed a one-eyed, one-horned, yellow-purple people eater. The son inched back with a degree of fear. “That things safe, isn't it?” He said to his father.His father, in his many years, learned not to be afraid of such things. He said to his son, “As long as their domesticated they won’t hurt anyone, but it’s important to make sure that you keep them fed.”
The rest of their family arrived shortly after 7 p.m. His wife was a beautiful mermaid from the depths of the ocean of the south pacific. Upon her arrival he could not help but thinking what a lucky purple turtle he was in his slightly drunken state. Father, son, mother, and the rest of their family enjoyed Krispy Kreme glazed twist doughnuts while watching the sunset into the pacific.