Florida Spring Break 2008 - Day 3

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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So I'm just hanging out in the Ocean on a very nice Friday afternoon, and for whatever reason, I decided to spit out some garbage that would be later identified as an attempt at speech. Nothing that I said could be regarded as intelligent conversation, though I do mention how hot I am at the moment. I follow that observation with a gracious tongue roll that seems a little bit out of place. But you know, it's the same stuff, different day. Or just another day at the office. Any old idiom will actually do here. Whatever floats your boat man.