Ok, I'm back from my vacation to Atlantic Beach in the '80s. I spent four days getting savagely tan and sticking to a strict Michael Phelps diet and, trust me, it's a challenge to eat like a hot Olympian day after day. You wouldn't know because you're not disciplined enough to stick to it. I have no such weakness, which is why I'm so handsome and fat.
Above is a picture of me with my beach bitches. That's Shayla, Euclidia, and Jerome. I asked Jerome why she had such a masculine name and she said I should meet her mother Jesse.
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