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Thursday, March 3, 2011

Day 2: A Week With The Glam Clam!

We devastatingly lovely creatures(Jolene and Moi) get ready and head out to the beach, Indian Rocks Beach to be precise. We arrive in our bikinis, and make our way out to the beach!

To our surprise there are hundreds, maybe thousands of beach bathers running around carrying homemade flags and pendants with the words “The Glam Clam” and “Divine Man” in bright colors. As we walked along the festivities of people laughing, yelling out welcomes to us, screaming my name, throwing confetti, and filling our ears with music we came upon an artist/sculptor who was building a very lovely sand statue of Moi’s likeness and Jolene’s. It was breathtaking! Of course not as breathtaking as the real deal, but close!

Eventually we made our way to our special “section” of the beach and were delighted to see the red and white striped cabana and the sexy cabana boys…I mean men tending to our every need! Feeding us grapes, rubbing our bodies with coconut oils, and fanning us with large palms.

We swam and chit chatted, signed beach balls, and swayed to the music. Speaking of music, Moi was serenaded by woman with rather large busty Tatas.

Her song to Moi:

Ding Dong Moi has arrived
Divine Man, Divine Man!
Ding Dong Moi has arrived

Moi is here among the palms and sandy beaches, yo ho, yo ho, yo hoooooo!!!!

And let me open up and scream “Divine Man, Divine Man”

Ding Dong Moi has arrived
Divine Man, Divine Man!
Divine Man has Arrived

Moi is the loveliest of all, of all, yo hoooooo yo hoooooooooo!

Just before we left the beach, a strange and mysterious fog slowly rolled in, like a gentle breeze tumbling along amongst the thick trees of a mighty forest awaiting with sly power to engulf all in its path.

As the fog ascended onto the beach we left and headed back to the retreat/pad and while driving along we were shot at, or so we thought as we screamed and lowered our heads in a fast second. Slowly rising up again looking around, while hastily padding each other up and down looking for bullet holes, blood and broken glass. Much to our chagrin it was simply a car back firing. Once we regained our composure and continued our drive, it was then that we noticed a rather odd and odiferous odor…yet sweet and a bit salty to the senses.

But what was it?
 
 
 
 
 

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