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I had to go to my grandparents the other day to do some work. Work that I got paid for. Anyways it is where I spent a lot of time growing up and I was walking around and I took some pictures of a few things from my past.
This is my grandparents house where I had spent every summer from when I was like 5 until I was 20 some.
just a shot of the beach in front of my granparents
this was where I had my first job. They totally fired me. I was like 13 and did not want a job so I am sure that was clear to the owners. they just asked me why I was not like this other nerd kid who worked real hard. I said I dunno and they fired me.
I found this superball when I was walking down the boardwalk. I bounced it real high and it was gone.
this is the beach sign so that everyone knows that you are not allowed to play games that involve running around or having fun on the beach
this bench is where my friend left me one time with this horrible horrible girl so he could go have sex with her friend in the dunes. Oh she was so horrible I hate to remember it.
this is the arcade where Brad (no matter what he says about the event) beat up this retarded kid. It makes me feel good to know that my friend can beat up the mentally disabled.
I used to work here and the highlight of the job was getting to fill up empty glass lamps with shells for re-sale to all the lame people who want to have a "beach theme" at their house.
I worked at this place too and one time my boss fell asleep in the back and I could not find her and I ended up working for like 16 hours cause I could not leave the place unattended. So, after that I did not show up for like 2 1/2 weeks and only came back to pick up my check. I hated that fucking woman.
this is the courtyard and what not where my families cafe used to be. It used to be full of tables and chairs and life and now there is just some gay store with a huge picture of some guy in a speedo in the window.
this place used to be called Joss. It was like a kinck knack store for old people but for some reason 3 of my friends used to work there. Ross the man who used to own it was this crazy old gay man with no eyebrows. He used to keep a bottle of gin or vodka hidden in the bathroom and now he is dead. My friend who worked there would sip off it when they got high back there or sometimes they would just drop some acid and work all day then come over to my house and bother me.
this is some shit beach bar where we would go and get all drunkcause it was 1 dollar beers and 1 dollar mind erasers. it was the sight of our infamous run ins with Cream Cheese on a Sandwich girl and Girl's Football to mention a few.
Funland...the best ride ever. The motorcycles with the glitter paint.
3 tickets or the scary clown will come to your rented beach house later that night and eat you.
"it was the best day of mini golf ....ever!!"
ah the racial harmony of cookies.
this picture has nothing to do with the rest. It is emily and she makes me smile.
This is my grandparents house where I had spent every summer from when I was like 5 until I was 20 some.
just a shot of the beach in front of my granparents
this was where I had my first job. They totally fired me. I was like 13 and did not want a job so I am sure that was clear to the owners. they just asked me why I was not like this other nerd kid who worked real hard. I said I dunno and they fired me.
I found this superball when I was walking down the boardwalk. I bounced it real high and it was gone.
this is the beach sign so that everyone knows that you are not allowed to play games that involve running around or having fun on the beach
this bench is where my friend left me one time with this horrible horrible girl so he could go have sex with her friend in the dunes. Oh she was so horrible I hate to remember it.
this is the arcade where Brad (no matter what he says about the event) beat up this retarded kid. It makes me feel good to know that my friend can beat up the mentally disabled.
I used to work here and the highlight of the job was getting to fill up empty glass lamps with shells for re-sale to all the lame people who want to have a "beach theme" at their house.
I worked at this place too and one time my boss fell asleep in the back and I could not find her and I ended up working for like 16 hours cause I could not leave the place unattended. So, after that I did not show up for like 2 1/2 weeks and only came back to pick up my check. I hated that fucking woman.
this is the courtyard and what not where my families cafe used to be. It used to be full of tables and chairs and life and now there is just some gay store with a huge picture of some guy in a speedo in the window.
this place used to be called Joss. It was like a kinck knack store for old people but for some reason 3 of my friends used to work there. Ross the man who used to own it was this crazy old gay man with no eyebrows. He used to keep a bottle of gin or vodka hidden in the bathroom and now he is dead. My friend who worked there would sip off it when they got high back there or sometimes they would just drop some acid and work all day then come over to my house and bother me.
this is some shit beach bar where we would go and get all drunkcause it was 1 dollar beers and 1 dollar mind erasers. it was the sight of our infamous run ins with Cream Cheese on a Sandwich girl and Girl's Football to mention a few.
Funland...the best ride ever. The motorcycles with the glitter paint.
3 tickets or the scary clown will come to your rented beach house later that night and eat you.
"it was the best day of mini golf ....ever!!"
ah the racial harmony of cookies.
this picture has nothing to do with the rest. It is emily and she makes me smile.