"Come on Ash you know it would be awesome!"
He is right. A week away from this town would be awesome. Images of beaches, bars and babes run through my mind at a breath taking speed. I smile and look over at my partner in crime, "Okay man, if everyone can come up with some money we'll go."
"Fucking sweet! Let me go tell Glen!"
Ugh. Stupid boys. Aiden, my muscle head brother, is pumped and ready and jobless. I can hear our friend Sean's shouts of excitement; we will see how this turns out.
"Dude! We're here!"
Yes, our plan of worry free life actually came together. So here we are, on some beach in Cali. It's so nice, the warm air blowing through our hair and being able to shed the jeans and sweat shirts is priceless. We climb out of our little compact car and stretch our stiff legs. I can see the guys scouting out the female scene, ready to begin their hunt. I let out a soft giggle, "Come on idiots, let's unpack!" They shuffle back over to our death trap and carry our necessities to a secluded spot on the beach. We all peel off our clothes and start to lather up in our sun tan lotion. I spot a cute blonde playing around with a couple of her friends. This causes me to look over at our weapons to capture the ladies' attention. I see our radio, which causes me to reach into my pocket to make sure I have kept my IPod in this long journey. I finally find it and pull it out to hook it up. "So what's our first plan of attack gentleman?" They both shift their heads in my directions with sultry smiles on their faces. "Ladies first, you pick!" yells the smarter of the two, Glen. Hmm… I thinking some of Kenny Chesney would work well here. I mean come on: no shirts, no shoes, no problems right?