The Passing of a Mascot

I realize the pic is small, but had I known this guy was going to jump ship, I would have taken a better pic of him. You see; at the end of Sunday night, we realized that Mongo was no longer with us. We weren't sure at what point along the evening's events he'd accepted a better offer from someone else, but the evidence was clearly in front of us; he was not among the mascot bunch. Had we forgotten him somewhere? I don't think so. Kim had him at the dance club, Diane had him at the pool place, I'm not sure who had him at Beaver's (before the almost-fight), and I don't think we even checked on him at Denny's (gotta love a breakfast place that's open at 4am). Anyway, if you see him, tell him we're sorry we didn't keep a better eye on him...but, being a biker duck, I'm sure he understands. In fact, it's possible he was having so much fun that he didn't want to come back to Mass, and it was he, that bailed on us. Yeah, for all we know, he hopped onto one of the girl's bikes and headed back down to Key West.Atta boy, Mongo, you stayed. You were smarter than the rest of us!