I loved rocky and bullwinkle... it was one of rocky's friends...Captain Wrongway Peter Peachfuzz. he was always doing things the wrong way going in the wrong direction and such... it just fits
My name was given to me by a group of old Italianimmigrants. I was flying into the narrow NO WAKE zone with my boat up on plane. Over on the shoreline and adjoining docks was this group of vacationing Italianimmigrants. They were having a good time fishing and wading in the water with their pants rolled up. Just as I was approaching them, I dropped my beer and it rolled to the back of the boat. So naturally, I got up, walked to the back of the boat and bent down to retrieve it. As I was bending down, I could hear some yelling and commotion coming from shore. There were some clinking and pinging sounds, followed by the sound of drag washers whirring at a furious rate. Then there were some splashing sounds like waves slamming against a dock, and again, I swear I heard some loud voices. As I stood up and made my way back to the driver's seat, I saw all the immigrants along the shore pointing at me with just one finger (it must be an Italian custom) and they were all soaking wet (from swimming or something). Right about then I ran over a NO WAKE ZONE bouy (why they put them right in the channel I'll never know). So I figure I'll be a nice guy and I throttled down the engine. It was about then I heard a bunch of the guys yelling, "Hey, you Sungana Beach!", and they were pointing at me in that weird one fingered way again. So I smiled and waved back to them saying, "Who, me?". "Yeah, you're a Sungana Beach" they told me. So I figured, Who am I to argue with them?
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