Meanwhile, back at the lake, Ben and Mr. Tuggle (who I keep wanting to call Ruggle Tuggle) paddle over to where the fishing is better, and it's here that Mr. Tuggle (who might or might not be a certain Senator Hawkins) sees first hand how all of those outboard motors and speed boats have made the lake a little less peaceful, which is not really something you want to have to deal with when you're paddling around in a tippy canoe without a life jacket on.
Trying to find a more peaceful place to fish unfortunately brings our two paddlers in contact with the Parker brothers (who apparently drew a line down the middle of the lake once and declared that Ben could not pass go
or collect $200 (even if it was for a really, really good cause). Thanks to a passing duck, we even know their names. I think I can guess which one is Moe and which one is Joe. (Moe is clearly the one in the hat :).) Poor guys, they should know that you can't own nature, and I have a feeling that Mark is going to have to involve himself in teaching those two that very fact (and I, for one, cannot wait).
Heading back to the safety of the other side of the lake (but also into the dangerous feeding ground of Fishzilla), Ben and Mr. Tuggle chat about the Parker Brothers. Turns out that Ben isn't the only one they've rubbed the wrong way. Gee, that sort of makes me think that old Moe and Joe are hiding something on their side of the lake, but whatever could it be? Counterfeiting money and/or jeans? Poaching? Raccoon fighting? Weird scientific experiments with fish or algae? Trying to open up a portal into another world? Sunken treasure? The mind reels. For now all we're left with are questions, questions, and more questions. Somebody pull Mark out of that restaurant and get him to the lake, pronto!
Meanwhile, back at the lake, Ben and Mr. Tuggle (who I keep wanting to call Ruggle Tuggle) paddle over to where the fishing is better, and it's here that Mr. Tuggle (who might or might not be a certain Senator Hawkins) sees first hand how all of those outboard motors and speed boats have made the lake a little less peaceful, which is not really something you want to have to deal with when you're paddling around in a tippy canoe without a life jacket on.
Trying to find a more peaceful place to fish unfortunately brings our two paddlers in contact with the Parker brothers (who apparently drew a line down the middle of the lake once and declared that Ben could not pass go or collect $200 (even if it was for a really, really good cause). Thanks to a passing duck, we even know their names. I think I can guess which one is Moe and which one is Joe. (Moe is clearly the one in the hat :).) Poor guys, they should know that you can't own nature, and I have a feeling that Mark is going to have to involve himself in teaching those two that very fact (and I, for one, cannot wait).
Heading back to the safety of the other side of the lake (but also into the dangerous feeding ground of Fishzilla), Ben and Mr. Tuggle chat about the Parker Brothers. Turns out that Ben isn't the only one they've rubbed the wrong way. Gee, that sort of makes me think that old Moe and Joe are hiding something on their side of the lake, but whatever could it be? Counterfeiting money and/or jeans? Poaching? Raccoon fighting? Weird scientific experiments with fish or algae? Trying to open up a portal into another world? Sunken treasure? The mind reels. For now all we're left with are questions, questions, and more questions. Somebody pull Mark out of that restaurant and get him to the lake, pronto!
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