Shake Shack

On our inaugural visit to the Shake Shack in Madison Square Park, I serenaded the crowd with a chorus of "bite, bite, bite, bite," until Moma finally gave me her lemonade.

For my encore, I mugged Dadu's Hopscotch Concrete. In fairness, the big fella did put it within my reach when he leaned in to pose for this photo.

Beach Lacrosse

Do you mean to tell me that they now have lacrosse in Jamaica? I suppose that makes more sense than bobsledding, but really?

Synchronized Swimming

I'm all about synchronized swimming, but between you and me, that clown over my left shoulder is really holding me back.

Uh-oh

After a long morning of frolicking in the surf, I quench my thirst with a long draft of milk. In my enthusiasm, I appear to have dropped the bottle. 'Scuse me, Mama, a little help?

Jamaica-Mon

I don't really understand the shape of these Red Stripes, but they sure are a lot of fun.

A-Plo

"Ack-ack" and I hanging out at the airport waiting for our "A-plo" to Jamaica.