Dirty job...collecting oysters

We went to Oyster Bay last night to watch Yerty's teacher's band. It was an interesting place. We did not eat oysters. Gross. I can hear the ice cream man outside. Anyway...His teacher's band was good. They sounded just like Led Zeppelin but they could play well. The place smelled a little like bleach or chlorine. Maybe 'cause of the seafood. I don't know. After a while we got used to the smell. I got to meet a bunch more of Yerty's school friends. I don't know how I will ever keep track of all of them.