We're heading to the beach on Thursday afternoon! Hallelujah, Woo-Hoo, and all that jazz.
On our last trip to the beach, we got to see Jeff Foxworthy stores, a tractor pulling into a saloon, and a Slippery Dick. We learned of a Miss Small-Breasted contest being held at a strip club. I also pissed off a bunch of sorority girls.
But I know we'll be able to partake of much more redneck goodness this trip because
- It's not supposed to make it to 60° the entire time we're there which will means less beach time but also means more time to take in the freakshow.
- It's Spring Break! ALL the weirdoes will be in town representin'.
But it's probably just as well. Sarah could've turned out to be an axe-wielding psychopath. Or maybe she really is a suburban mom with a fondness for 80s metal. Maybe next time.
Until we get back, enjoy the following sites:
Song of the day: Holiday Road by Lindsey Buckingham