Westport V
"When it was good, it was great...but when it was bad, it was BAD."
Maria and Tiffany packing up.
Before we leave - we have to strike a pose.
We from da' hood. Holla at your boy.
The big surprise. Lauren didn't know that Nikki flew in from Colorado to come. She cried. It was hilarious.
On the way there I was eating beef jerky, and getting frustrated. Grrr.
THE BEACH! My wifey, Nikki, and Lauren looking fabulous.
Whew the water was cold. I had to rescue Maria.
WV Forever.
....let me think.
Maria, Tiffany and I head back to camp and discovered the wonder of Goldschlager.
I feel in love. I love the way it makes me feel warm and fuzzy inside.
Bow to the Goldschlager. Praise the Goldschlager.
Oh my Gosh Maria and I got drunk so fast. We decided to walk to beach and sober up.
We made it back to beach by sunset. I feel in love.
I had Billie Holiday stuck in my head as I walked the beach alone.
I had no idea that Tiffany was taking pictures.
BARBARA'S! God bless their food.
Can't go to Westport without getting saltwater taffy.
Here's Nikki getting molestated.
Off to sea!
We're so cute.
The dangers of playing the card game Egyptian Rat Screw. It's brutual.
Of course Lauren won and called us all losers.
And let the drinking begin again!
We decided to have an "oral sex seminar" and teach other our way of giving head.
Oh my Gosh, best memory. We each had a banana and took turns sucking on it.
We cheered for each other, we supported one another, and
encouraged each other to give the best head that we could.
That night we went to a bonfire on the beach and met up with some boys.
Nikki met someone...and found herself with the hickey from hell.
I ended up throwing up and getting sick. Maria almost got gang-banged on the beach.
One crazy night.
But the next night, we have no pictures. We were playing the card game "Kings"
and a park ranger came over and asked for our IDs. I freaked out and got scared.
I was stupid, uncooperative, and got a "MIP" - Minor in possesion and/or consumption of alcohol.
Two others did too. Let's just say it ruined the trip for all of us. I have to go to court on the 12th.
It was the best of times, it was the worst of times. And right now, I don't even want to get near alcohol again, for a long, long time.
Maria and Tiffany packing up.
Before we leave - we have to strike a pose.
We from da' hood. Holla at your boy.
The big surprise. Lauren didn't know that Nikki flew in from Colorado to come. She cried. It was hilarious.
On the way there I was eating beef jerky, and getting frustrated. Grrr.
THE BEACH! My wifey, Nikki, and Lauren looking fabulous.
Whew the water was cold. I had to rescue Maria.
WV Forever.
....let me think.
Maria, Tiffany and I head back to camp and discovered the wonder of Goldschlager.
I feel in love. I love the way it makes me feel warm and fuzzy inside.
Bow to the Goldschlager. Praise the Goldschlager.
Oh my Gosh Maria and I got drunk so fast. We decided to walk to beach and sober up.
We made it back to beach by sunset. I feel in love.
I had Billie Holiday stuck in my head as I walked the beach alone.
I had no idea that Tiffany was taking pictures.
BARBARA'S! God bless their food.
Can't go to Westport without getting saltwater taffy.
Here's Nikki getting molestated.
Off to sea!
We're so cute.
The dangers of playing the card game Egyptian Rat Screw. It's brutual.
Of course Lauren won and called us all losers.
And let the drinking begin again!
We decided to have an "oral sex seminar" and teach other our way of giving head.
Oh my Gosh, best memory. We each had a banana and took turns sucking on it.
We cheered for each other, we supported one another, and
encouraged each other to give the best head that we could.
That night we went to a bonfire on the beach and met up with some boys.
Nikki met someone...and found herself with the hickey from hell.
I ended up throwing up and getting sick. Maria almost got gang-banged on the beach.
One crazy night.
But the next night, we have no pictures. We were playing the card game "Kings"
and a park ranger came over and asked for our IDs. I freaked out and got scared.
I was stupid, uncooperative, and got a "MIP" - Minor in possesion and/or consumption of alcohol.
Two others did too. Let's just say it ruined the trip for all of us. I have to go to court on the 12th.
It was the best of times, it was the worst of times. And right now, I don't even want to get near alcohol again, for a long, long time.