We got going at the butt crack of 2pm. Pops gave us all jobs. We watched Chris from the window as he went about his, breaking up the ice and preparing it for brews. After about 2 minutes he gave it up for a cold Keystone Light. Smart man.
Pure Florida.
The Keystone was flowing like Corona and visa versa.
Yup.
I was about to take a pic of the brothers and Homeless just walked away. Ryza was not happy.
Redneck Riviera.
Bad move Pops.
Thanks Captain.
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