Mick

This one time I went to Florida and rented a plastic canoe to ride around in this little river. I loaded up the canoe with me, Sean, a pack of hot dogs, 9 liters of wine, and some gummy worms and paddled for about 2 seconds until we figured out that river was lame as FUCK. so we took the canoe into the Gulf of Mexico and paddled out to this island where we got drunk and swam and ate some thing we found in the ocean that we cooked on a campfire. It tasted gross. I also saw a sea turtle and sat with my head on it's shell like a pillow while I got my mondo tan on (I mean sun burn). So it got late and we had to leave and tried to paddle the canoe back but the tide was against us and every time a wave went by it filled our canoe with water, which was fine, I bailed all the water out while Sean paddled. That didn't really get us anywhere, but kept us from sinking. Fearing that sinking was unavoidable we tied the life jackets around the wine jugs. Our canoe sank. Our wine floated. We made it back to shore and never went back to the canoe shop, instead we ran away and ended up down in Sarasota where we got more drunk and I woke up to see Sean fully nude on the beach vomitting all over a dead stingray he was cuddling like a teddy bear... IN MY SLEEPING BAG!P.S. we randomly met aaron, mary, and katie in sarasota and around the time I was de-pasing out to spy sean getting romantic with a sting ray corpse, I also saw aaron pouring one of the jugs of wine all over his face. I have no idea how things got to this point.