3th in Hey, buddy, got a light?

  • May 4, 2014, 3:46 a.m.
  • |
  • Public

Went to the coast today. First time in about 4 years. Cayucos is one of those towns where it's a mostly seasonal population. There were a number of estate sales going on, but not one of them had a single bucket! Just a regular ol' bucket to put any fish in. Rare coins, retro clothes and wood carvings sure, but no buckets to be found ere' sonny jim, so you & you mullato boys get to steppin, and I was like 'Hey he's right, I'm gettin kinda tan in all this sunshine'. ..Still can't grow any facial hair though. Anyway, they're rennovating the pier so that sucked, we had to drive up to san simeon where the pier was open but the fishing was shit. As per usual, I was the only one to get in the water. Man can't not be near water, it's primal. We-, my dad, my brother and myself, we're walking in Morro Bay, to this aquarium of sorts, it's been there forever, since I was just a lil homie. We pass this resteraunt, I still have the flyer for it. I have no idea why I did'nt just throw it away, I should've done that. Blue Skye Coastal Cafe, the bistro on the bay. A cute blonde was passing them out, and she said she liked my hat. I may have done a little primetime two step upon being a safe distance away. The fishing was shit, but hey we saw some whales, pretty goddamn close to the beach too, I was like wow. I walked on the rocks again, could'nt pry any mussels off, despite being about as ripped as 80's Schwarzenneger + 80's Jesse Ventura, I touched a sea anonymous with my toe and at first it was all sticky and I was this close to screaming for help, but it just sort of squelched back inside it's self and I was like HAHA YEAH, BECAUSE-, I..I AM A BIGGER THING THAN YOU ARE, AND BECAUSE OF THIS MY BRAIN IS BETTER THAN YOURS BECAUSE I CAN THINK THINGS YOU CAN'T! TAKE THAT, SEA ANTOINETTEY

thats about it.

10: she was atleast 8/10

17: s-she probably gets paid to say nice things to passerby & lure em' on in for fish and chips, I-I would'nt read too much into it


Loading comments...

You must be logged in to comment. Please sign in or join Prosebox to leave a comment.