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Thirsty Thursday's are new to me.
Last week was my first experience,
and it was a great one,
so it seemed only fitting that if given the opportunity to indulge in another,
I'd leap.
After an enjoyable movie night with Rachel and Andrew, I woke up relaxed and ready for the day.
Amanda called me and wanted to go looking at surfboards.
We stopped by the shop and scanned a couple of boards, as well as a few boys.
Then we cruised over to Ron Jon's so I could get a pair of flip-flops, new Reefs, and she could scope a few more boards.
A quick wave check was made at my home street, and of course, nothing but Lake Atlantic in full effect.
We then encountered Heath and decided it was time to head to Mandler's.
After playing cards for well over fourty minuets,
and no promised keg in sight,
Amanda and I drove up to Publix to pick up BBQ necessities.
During our time away, thankfully, the keg had arrived,
and was tapped, and flowing.
From then on the party started.
Flip-cup games, beer bonging, large rings of Jewish Asshole,
good food, swimming, dancing, and all in the company of fun friends!
Mike, our lovely host!
Matt, skimboard extraordinarie!
Heather and Stashia, beautiful girls!
One was, later, strewn on the front lawn, vomitting.
Fricker, the MySpace fanatic!
Corina-san, 1/4 Japanese and still rocks the fire crotch!
Simply amazing.
Jake, pro surfer!
"OMG, like, who are your sponsors?!"
Stay away, pro hoes.
Heather and I, rocking the sick soap container.
As stated, many cards games went down.
Here, Reid ponders his next move in our version of Fuck the Dealer.
Heather, and many other ladies,
demonstrated for us just how to shake that money maker!
The party came to a close when:
A girl was passed out in the bathroom,
the rain started a coming,
Keely was hit in the face during extreme swimming,
people called into work, then still went,
we all realized we were wasted!
Mitchell, Shane, and I were not done however.
We stopped by Kevin's house at the south end of Cocoa Beach to visit Skipper.
We came across Warren, Kevin's brother, and Terinin, Skip's lady.
Skip, finally has a day off from work!
But, he still looks pissed.
I think he was just extremely stoned.
My brother, Warren, and Shane.
Warren was pissed as hell because he showed up to his AA meeting,
and "Not one damn drunk was there!"
Seriously.
Taylor, playing online video games for hours,
became delusional I believe,
because he kept offering me these imaginary beers!
Ross and I walked a few yards to the beach.
Of course we had to try to light some shit on fire.
After too many games of Soul Calibur II, I had to hit the road.
I thought I was going to walk home, but a very kind Ross offered to take me back to Rachel's. Once I returned, I ate a little sandwich and passed the fuck out! What a day.