"Which beach, Eugene?"
"Brighton Beach!" he says.
Skipping all the nasty and fucked up parts at the pre-departure, I figured I should just have fun. After all, one of the things that can make my day is the beach.
Ooooooh ladies let's go.

Soldier's let's go!

Water was 12 degrees. We jumped in. Posed for the camera. Played football. Watched the sunset. Played dodgeball.
Ladies, please.
Mel.
My poker kakis.
Friendship shadows.
cl_retard@hotmail.com
Feast your eyes, ladies.

THE BEST FUCKING PICTURE OF ALL TIME.

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