Last night we saw the face of pure evil, the nasty bastard himself. The day began by relaxing on the beach, adding to our already quite exquisite sunburns. Danish added to his ever improving and always impressive injuries list by first stating that "these rocks äre slippy". then in the very next moment, bailing spectacularly. Fortunately we found our partners in crime, and begun a boozing for the first team, once again. Many beers flowed, we ate lobsters fresh from the sea, some more lobster, many more beers and swimming followed. Beerbitch proceeded to get hammered. We returned to the hotel,
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