Three Generations of Trashers

Isn't that cool looking? My Man took me to Virginia and we hung out with a Trasher while we were near the coast. We had someone take our picture, and then we had them take a high-definition photo so we could magnify our faces for you. Below is three generations of Trash. Wow.

The last photo is what happens when the tide goes in and out all the time. The mud gets super-deep and nasty and some hashers are scared of it. Oh, and it stinks, too.

We're heading out to a bar soon. More later.

-Diddy's Mug