Ewww. It's horrible, isn't it?
That old Seaside Town. Once popular with families, especially at the turn of the century, they've pumped assloads of money into casinos and new nightclubs, rather than making it a wonderful town full of excitement.
We walked down the prom. WE SELL FAGS, the window screamed as the carousel decayed. The Stag parties paraded up and down, agressive, racist posturing. I haven't been close to punching a random person on the street in years, but when one lad did a gorilla impression when a black couple walked past, right in the guys face, It took great effort for me not to let go of Jack's hand and punch him so hard it would take a good plastic surgeon to retrieve his nose from his stomach. I was furious for hours after.
The Hens walked up and down, in tiny french maids outfits. Now, don't get me wrong, I like boobs. Very much. Very, very much indeed. But at a family resort?
Not to worry. The circus tomorrow....
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