8:35 PM >> Slyly shirking...

along letting nothing hold my attentions too long then sneaking out and slithering away. So you think you'd like to join. Well, hell come along. There's plenty of beach hear for everyone. That's if you can take the sand in you pants. I hate that about beaches and oceans. Always getting sand up in your stuff. There's nothing more uncomfortable and unfortunately nothing short of a pressure washer at full on blast that'll successfully take it all away. But no worry. Scurry along with me and deal with the sand when you get home. If the tide's high no matter. I'm wrong. There is still the matter. The ocean is just plain silty like that. And if you wind up getting pounded by a wave to the bottom you are doomed. Your short scrunch up, wedge in, and the sand finds a spot to hide. Always. But come on. Come on. LEt's GOOO!