Yes, It Was No Day at the Beach, just an hour or so

We can do that, drive out to St Andrews State Park, and spend a leisurely hour swimming, sunning, then leave, because we friggin live here. We don’t have to go home looking like a cooked lobster, skin peeling off like a survivor of a nuclear blast, because we only have two days into which we must cram hours of desperate fun and frantic frolic. No, we can budget our suntime wisely. As a matter of fact, why don’t you just stay home? Go jump in a lake or something.

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Some people smoke it, others….

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A great day at the beach, hardly anyone there

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Our sand’s whiter than your sand, our sand’s whiter than yours…..

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Some guys have six-pack abs, I have a pony keg

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Sea oats have a root system that helps keep the sand dunes in place

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2 responses to this post.

  1. Mel, congratulations on your first step to Internet Freedom. You might let your old fans know they can subscribe to your RSS Feed at melfamy.wordpress.com/feed

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  2. G., I really dig your wordpress site! This post has especially inspired me as it reminded me of a very funny incident. St. Andrews is my favourite place to hit on the beach. Go further west, and you’ll get more than you bargained for, right?

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