Puyo's Plaza Hotel
Today's story and sketch "by me" we see Puyo Gofish piloting the glider he nicknamed "Puyo Pinto", but is actually
sold on Lippo the Blue Moon, as the Anion mid size econo coupe mustang two.
But today's story is not about Intergalactic personal transport vehicles, even though they are very interesting
and always with smashing new designs, but today we are concentrating on the day our little grey alien Puyo
Gofish, lost while drawing straws (he pulled the short straw), who would be the volunteer to move the last endangered
Juania Palm trees, to a location on Earth to preserve the species. The location is this very spot a miserable
humid, uninhabited, hell hole in Uruguay, picked by the faculty of "JCU" Juania Crater University, where our young
Puyo (147 years old at the time), was teaching advanced swim suit design and hotel management.
Which did actually work out well, because after all of the palms were planted, there wasn't much going on, watching the palms grow, and waiting for the rain, which came every day, and it was such a bummer, Until the day a young local girl named Chonta wandered into Puyo's ever expanding lavish hotel compound. Chonta had never seen any buildings, only huts made of
dirt and palm frawns.
Puyo was so happy to see another being even if she was not alien, (well she was alien to Puyo she was an Earling),
short very tan with big dark eyes and long black hair, which was very nice down to her waist, she was not afraid of Puyo, he picked up her native language very quickly, soon they were communicating very well. Then he gave her
a banana moon pie, and fitted her with a very nice red bikini, and shimmering satin red cover cape. They became close,
very very close. Soon she returned with her girlfriends, to spend the weekends lounging at the pool, and enjoying
Puyo's moon pies, and trying on latest in swimwear. That was of course many centuries ago, but the palms are doing great,
the hotel is a five star rated intergalactic (hot spot) it is actually very hot and humid, the Martians do enjoy it.
But that is a story for another time.
Till then Taa ta the Rod Blog
It is nice walking with someone in the rain, more soo if they brought an umbrella.
Puyo's Plaza Hotel
Today's story and sketch "by me" we see Puyo Gofish piloting the glider he nicknamed "Puyo Pinto", but is actually
sold on Lippo the Blue Moon, as the Anion mid size econo coupe mustang two.
But today's story is not about Intergalactic personal transport vehicles, even though they are very interesting
and always with smashing new designs, but today we are concentrating on the day our little grey alien Puyo
Gofish, lost while drawing straws (he pulled the short straw), who would be the volunteer to move the last endangered
Juania Palm trees, to a location on Earth to preserve the species. The location is this very spot a miserable
humid, uninhabited, hell hole in Uruguay, picked by the faculty of "JCU" Juania Crater University, where our young
Puyo (147 years old at the time), was teaching advanced swim suit design and hotel management.
Which did actually work out well, because after all of the palms were planted, there wasn't much going on, watching the palms grow, and waiting for the rain, which came every day, and it was such a bummer, Until the day a young local girl named Chonta wandered into Puyo's ever expanding lavish hotel compound. Chonta had never seen any buildings, only huts made of
dirt and palm frawns.
Puyo was so happy to see another being even if she was not alien, (well she was alien to Puyo she was an Earling),
short very tan with big dark eyes and long black hair, which was very nice down to her waist, she was not afraid of Puyo, he picked up her native language very quickly, soon they were communicating very well. Then he gave her
a banana moon pie, and fitted her with a very nice red bikini, and shimmering satin red cover cape. They became close,
very very close. Soon she returned with her girlfriends, to spend the weekends lounging at the pool, and enjoying
Puyo's moon pies, and trying on latest in swimwear. That was of course many centuries ago, but the palms are doing great,
the hotel is a five star rated intergalactic (hot spot) it is actually very hot and humid, the Martians do enjoy it.
But that is a story for another time.
Till then Taa ta the Rod Blog
It is nice walking with someone in the rain, more soo if they brought an umbrella.