I'm ready.
Sunscreen.....check
Beach books....check
Rye, Absinthe, Peychaud's Bitters....check
Topsail, here we come!
Beach books....check
Rye, Absinthe, Peychaud's Bitters....check
Topsail, here we come!
You are a fluke of the universe; you have no right to be here, and whether you can hear it or not, the universe is laughing behind your back. Tony Hendra, 1972
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