fortunately, that is all it amounted to for me. usually, i would be the one getting a citation of some sort for-who knows what-lying naked in my tube while singing at the top of my lungs and disturbing the neighbors. this time, however, i wasn't the one.
after the tubes rounded the last bend at the end of the day, a few cops on the bank beckoned to us, and we willingly made our way to them. the only problem with this situation: we had been drinking all day, and somehow, no one bothered to check that everyone was of a responsible drinking age (which, apparently, is 21). travis was given an m.i.p. that afternoon. poor guy. but, at least he didn't have to spend a week in jail.an otherwise happy day, it was a good texas experience. here is the official story, as told by off the record.
the believer
monocle
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is that a group of pcc guys?
oh, of course.
i managed to use my forceful powers of gayness to make them all gay in just a single day on the river. i suppose it now makes sense that pcc kicks everyone out that i begin to make contact with...
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