Rubber Duck received an anonymous email precisely at midnight last night. It was a very short email.
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DATE:09/03/15; 23:59:59 EDT (DST)
SUBJECT: Dig
BODY: At the GPS coordinates below you will find treasure Rubber Duck. You must dig at this spot before high tide tomorrow morning or all is lost Rubber Duck. You must dig Rubber Duck. No one else.
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Since RD was online chatting at midnight she immediately put an IP trace on the message. Whoever sent it covered their tracks. They used anonymous Web Proxy Servers based in Russia and Romania to bounce the message and hide the source.
At first light we punched the GPS numbers in (specific to within 3 feet!) and set off. One twisted ankle and a grumpy duck later we find:
Me: “The message said you had to dig Rubber Duck.”
(This is when Rubber Duck starts sounding like Carol Channing when she is excited but also a little ticked off)
Rubber Duck: “Hello? Has anyone noticed my little stubby rubber wings and I don’t even have any feet?”
What do you think Rubber Duck will find?
Good Morning Gloucester 
Well don’t think it’s another duck, a fish possible remember grumpy old men I & II?…But could it be this?
Dead skunk in the middle of the road (lyrics
Dave 🙂 & Kim 🙂
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Oh not, don’t tell me she found homie dead under there!
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False alarm on the stinky it was just a crab. But further down, Rubber Duck keeps digging they kind of look like dinosaur eggs … wait, we all know what these are, Ohmergerd!
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