Come, little grasshopper!

I've been persuading a lot of people to go to our Galera trip this Saturday. So far, no one wants to come because it's to late a notice. Anyway, it's still fun - you know, the sun, the sand, the waves, nip slips... ahem.

Well, you, the one who's reading this, whoever the hell you are. Would you like to go to Galera and give me a handshake? Yeah, that would be nice! Now, put on your... er, swimming shoes? Come on!

Yeah! I'll be honing my lifesaving skills and you know, my swimming abilities. I want to swim like the sharks! Fast and uncanny! Then I'll grope every girl's asses there! Oops. Sorry, excuse my attitude in this post because I am to freakin' excited! Ah, the beach!

Let's rock!

Multiply!

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Go ahead and multiply. Lols.

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Updates:

Ok, it's final! We're going to Galera for the second time this Saturday. Well, the group has grown from 4 to 7, I guess. Anyway, it's fun. But a ceratain someone will not be able to come. Well, it's ok. As long as we're having fun it's ok!