Maître d’ of Coral Cafe turned hungry turtle away—for rampageous reef sharks had just cleared through without pay.
Scubaing spendthrift swam through deserted space after having lunched on yacht with caviar and champagne to face.
Unsated turtle would exuviate shell for a gnawable snack, but naked turtles become lunches sans security on their back.
So, seaweed-searching turtle snapped diver out of spite and, then, floated as a baleen whale to collect krill and such for arvo’s bite. ; )