If you asked April, the beach was a pointless, stupid place during the day but a reasonably tolerable place to drink beer at night, as long as a.) she had pregamed and b.) it wasn't freezing. Fortunately, both of those criteria were being met tonight ( Read more... )

April had planned to spend her twentieth birthday at home doing something entertaining, like watching MTV España and drinking smoothies with beer in them. Her boyfriends thought that was ridiculous, and had emailed her links to the websites of Baltimore theme bars, such as a jello-wrestling one and one with a mechanical bull, which April had been ( Read more... )