and then I see some guy running around in his underwear. Smiling from ear to ear, frolicking around in the ankle slapping surf.
http://www.bigwatersedge.com/bwevb/a...1&d=1310994145
I've witnessed this before around the glider-port a couple of miles North, this guy looked a little different. He wasn't trying to instigate eye contact and had some blood on his shirt. Admittedly confused, I didn't know whether to run or hide. Then I saw the fish. It all makes sense now.
Way to stick with it, George! You won't remember paying the gas bills in twenty years; the fish on the other hand...
