Chatty had other ideas of her form of transportation and she placed a call to one of her favorite heart-throbs, DOG the Bounty Hunter....He left Beth at home and shined up his handcuffs, remembering the good time he and Chatty had when he visited Vegas the last time. She told him to bring his possee because she had some oh so bad, frisky single gals that needed to be cuffed and taught a lesson, maybe two if the possee was lucky...Oh Danita, Anne, JJ, Saundra, Daisygirl, starting over, Jane Carroll, MustangGal and Lynnie have I got a surprise for you....fresh meat. You see the tropics make me go native, hucha, hucha...

Suddenly the warning sirens began to blare on the beach and the beach patrol said they spotted whales off the coast heading for shore, they cleared the water but upon closer scrutiny by their helicopter pilot, he radioed in, "False alarm, false alarm, its just a couple of......."