On Friday Insomnia and I went to the beach FOB style, bringing sandwiches, drinks, alcohol, and other snacks. We had the biggest cooler.
Two guys + lots of skin = homoerotic photography.
This flying disc has brought me more happiness than any woman I’ve been with. It’s always left in my car in case someone wants to play.
I found a couple creepy metal detector guys. This duo seemed to be a father and son effort.
On the boardwalk we played the Bull Game, where you squeeze two metal bull horns together to get a strength rating. I beat Insomnia the first time we played when I got a Macho over his Trucker. But like an idiot I challenged him again, and our ratings reversed. So overall we’re tied. I couldn’t leave my victory well enough alone.
Vodka Boy’s bar is looking pretty damn nice.
And finally, my new roommate has arrived.