3MTA3
03-07-2001, 07:17 AM
So...here I sit...happily sunburned and content to let it peel...
"We missed you 3M!!"
I know...I know...
"Where were you 3M??!!??"
Settle the fuck down...Ill tell yas...
Panama City...that place you hear about...the holy grail for American youth on Spring Break...
While I myself dont have a "Spring Break" to speak of...seeing as how my job just dosent think its appropriate, I cashed in a few sick days and went on down with some slacker friends...well call them Jeff and Mike...
Day 1...arrival...
"Hello bitches(no offense to the "independant women" reading this)!!"
Unfortunatley Im spoken for and Im a good boy when it comes to obeying the rules, so I couldnt shack up with any of the 1000's of girls I gawked at...but a man can look...oh, and I did...
Did you know that every fucking girl between the ages of 14-35 wears a thong down there?? Jesus Fuck!! Its like heaven but with a lot more sex...or something...
So we get a hotel room...yes, 3 guys, 2 beds...pretty shitty, but we pulled into town and found one within an hour...pretty good shit...then, off to the bars...I dont recall much except they were all crowded and I danced...lots...
Day 2
The beach!!!
I love swimming...not in pools...but in the ocean...so I swam...and when I got tired of swimming and splashing random people, Id go sit under our umbrella and drink from the pony keg...by the way, me and the pony became best friends...too bad I had to get him replaced with a twin, twice...he was a good keg...that pony...
Im rambling...sorry...
So anywho...off the beach and back to the strip...lookie there, wet t-shirt contest in that bar...no cover charge?? You mean I dont have to pay to see full frontal nudity(thats what they all turn into)?? Well, fuck yes Ill go in yer bar...
[Nice...better...not so good...SHOW US YER TITS BITCH!!] + repeat untill throat is sore...
The fight...cue music to set the sinister mood...and lights out(cause its night time)...and action...
3 men sit at the bar...each laughing sporadically and pointing every once in a while...one is heard to say "whats your name??" to an attractive white female as she walks by...a strange male voice answers "None of your business asshole!"...the fight is on...a bottle is smashed....a chair is thrown...a bouncer regulates...the 3 men slink off into the night wishing only to make it to the relative safety of the room without being arrested...and they did...
So thats it...nothing life changing...nothing all that exciting...just a change in scenery...funny how traveling a little over 300 miles and then coming back home can chnage yer relative mood...Im gonna go so far as to call it a good thing...
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"We missed you 3M!!"
I know...I know...
"Where were you 3M??!!??"
Settle the fuck down...Ill tell yas...
Panama City...that place you hear about...the holy grail for American youth on Spring Break...
While I myself dont have a "Spring Break" to speak of...seeing as how my job just dosent think its appropriate, I cashed in a few sick days and went on down with some slacker friends...well call them Jeff and Mike...
Day 1...arrival...
"Hello bitches(no offense to the "independant women" reading this)!!"
Unfortunatley Im spoken for and Im a good boy when it comes to obeying the rules, so I couldnt shack up with any of the 1000's of girls I gawked at...but a man can look...oh, and I did...
Did you know that every fucking girl between the ages of 14-35 wears a thong down there?? Jesus Fuck!! Its like heaven but with a lot more sex...or something...
So we get a hotel room...yes, 3 guys, 2 beds...pretty shitty, but we pulled into town and found one within an hour...pretty good shit...then, off to the bars...I dont recall much except they were all crowded and I danced...lots...
Day 2
The beach!!!
I love swimming...not in pools...but in the ocean...so I swam...and when I got tired of swimming and splashing random people, Id go sit under our umbrella and drink from the pony keg...by the way, me and the pony became best friends...too bad I had to get him replaced with a twin, twice...he was a good keg...that pony...
Im rambling...sorry...
So anywho...off the beach and back to the strip...lookie there, wet t-shirt contest in that bar...no cover charge?? You mean I dont have to pay to see full frontal nudity(thats what they all turn into)?? Well, fuck yes Ill go in yer bar...
[Nice...better...not so good...SHOW US YER TITS BITCH!!] + repeat untill throat is sore...
The fight...cue music to set the sinister mood...and lights out(cause its night time)...and action...
3 men sit at the bar...each laughing sporadically and pointing every once in a while...one is heard to say "whats your name??" to an attractive white female as she walks by...a strange male voice answers "None of your business asshole!"...the fight is on...a bottle is smashed....a chair is thrown...a bouncer regulates...the 3 men slink off into the night wishing only to make it to the relative safety of the room without being arrested...and they did...
So thats it...nothing life changing...nothing all that exciting...just a change in scenery...funny how traveling a little over 300 miles and then coming back home can chnage yer relative mood...Im gonna go so far as to call it a good thing...
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