"Ahhh, big fat ladies...."
Beach Trip Day One
TM, Alyssym, Big Dogg, Vic the Stick, and Spider-Man arrived at Grandma's
house around 4pm on Saturday. Grandma has a house which is about 20 feet from
the water-front, and she wasn't going to be home until Monday. After dropping
their bags off in their rooms, everyone save TM ran out onto the beach.
"You really should grab some beach shoes", called TM after them as he
dug around in the garage looking for the basket of old shoes. Several minutes
later, Big Dogg returned with news that Alyssym had cut her foot on a shell
and was bleeding a lot and needed band-aids. TM ducked outside to check on
her and then began rooting through the bathrooms and cabinets for band-aids
and/or some neosporin. He never found any, but he did find bottles of hard
liquor *everywhere*. TM eventually had to go nextdoor and borrow some
band-aids from the neighbors.
That night, after a rather unimpressive meal at "Skipper's" followed by
going to see "Donnie Brasco" (TM and Vic the Stick were the only ones who
liked it), they returned to Grandma's house and decided to do a bit of
drinking. The way TM figured it, with so many large bottles they should be
able to take a shot or two from each without the loss being noticable. They
all sat out on Grandma's porch and TM brought out several glasses, each with
a small bit of a different type of liquor. Over the course of the night they
had, among other things, bourbon, rum, jamaican rum, peach liquer, peppermint
schnapps, gin, and some whiskey. They each had only small sips of each thing,
so none of them were signifigantly intoxicated at any time, but all seemed to
derive a pleasant buzz of one sort or another from their adventures in alcohol.
After they had sampled from every open bottle in the house, they decided
to take a walk down the street to the park. TM was a little dizzy, Alyssym
was flushed, and Spider-Man, by his own admittance, was feeling horny.
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