I went to the beach last weekend and had a great time. I even remembered to put on sunblock this time, which increased my enjoyment of my time there by an estimated 500%. I forgot to put sublock on my right earlobe, though, and I'm pretty sure that it's about to fall off. People have been giving me shit about it, like it's going to drop into their food or something. I'm just like, "Chill, bitches. Some earflesh would probably do you some good."
On Sunday afternoon I was doing what I do best on the beach: Lookin' sexy with my shirt off. I happened to also be holding a lukewarm Negra Modelo, wearing sunglasses, and listening to a smooth 80's station on this little boombox device we had. All of a sudden, Survivor's "Eye of the Tiger" starts playing and I am freaking out. Everyone knows that I can't listen to that song sitting down.
You might be wondering what happened next. I'll tell you. I grabbed that boombox and started pointing at people in the rhythm of the music. Everyone I pointed to snapped into formation as I started running down the beach, boombox planted on my shoulder. Before I knew it, a bunch of smoking hot girls were running down the beach with me, the sunset framing our every move. It was so incredible that people were cheering for us as we ran. The fun lasted until the end of the song. Then we had to walk back to where we were sitting which was a little embarassing.