Wednesday, August 23, 2006  

Memories of a past Spring Break!

I’m sure plenty of people can say what I’m about to say, “I saw some naked booty on Spring Break!” But it wasn’t the kind of naked booty we all hope for. In fact, it was the opposite of hot booty; it was hairy, 60 year-old, crack-exposed booty.
Now, it’s hard to say how this man escaped from the institution in which he resided, but everyone was pretty much in agreement that the Florida beaches were scarred by the site! The man stood at the top of the beach, waving his tattered American flag, while yelling. Of the 15 people that I was at the beach with, we still cannot agree on what exactly he was yelling. He then made his approach through the crowd, as his shorts began sliding slowly down, cinching in between his legs, until we had full sight. In the final moments of glory, he sat at the edge of the tide, unfortunately pulling his shorts down further, and row, row, rowed his imaginary oar and invisible boat (yet very visible crack) out into the ocean. It was hard to turn away, and not look. The entire beach – hundreds, probably thousands of people – sat in awe, cheered, and took pictures of this poor man, who probably was so drunk he thought he was in his bathtub.
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