Watch Finto the loner
After the gallons of goon consumed the night before there was a serious itch for a long overdue fry up. Up to IGA to do a bit of a shop while sippin on a Gatorade kindly donated by management once again. Back to the campsite to get the eggs, beans and saussi’s on. Two minute Steve takes charge of the sausages. How long till the sausages are ready Steve?”Two minutes lads”, 45 minutes later we get our sausages which resemble Koffi Annan’s penis, cheers Steve. He is as bad at cookin as he is at maths. After our fill of grease it was down to the Exmouth dive school to go on the internet, which the manager gave us for free, sweet buzz! Had to take Darren to the hospital as his foot was startin to resemble Freddie Crueger’s ring piece.
Freddie Crueger's ringpiece
Skin graphs avoided and bandages on we headed to the beach. Absolute top drawer beach, the nicest water we had been in yet. Water was lovely and warm, helped by the fact that we all probably pissed in it. The two beauty queens of the group Darren and Nigel worked on their tans while the rest of us played red arse on the beach, or in Euge’s case redder arse. Had a good kick about on the beach then spotted the Liverpool birds further down toppin up their tans. Unfortunately they weren’t topless as we’d hoped, was hoping for a cheeky little gander. Good craic down the beach then hopped back in the magna and headed towards the campsite. Nige and Gino argued over who got to sit in the front seat, what age are they??
Turqouise Bay
After three attempts and more broken washing machines than a Pikeys campsite we finally had clean clothes. Quick wash, clean boxers on and we hit the Potshot Hotel. Daffid im the only gay in the villages’ long haired Canadian cousin was there. Steve being such a fan got him to sign his chest, just about fit it in between all those shit Liverpool tatoos, while Darren robbed his drink. Minister for finance was playing a stormer. Nigel skipped off early with Amy, the big sleepy head. Finto nearly chocked when a cougar attacked him in the smoking area luckily he was able to fight the pensioner off. Renditions of Halleluiah on the way home. Hit the Goon before getting told the other campers weren’t enjoying the sound of our voices as much as we were. Headed across the road to the softball pitch to finish off the session. Day 1 of Stevie’s chat up with Rachel stay tuned, and get comfy.
Check out the only Gay in the village
Quote of the day: “do ya know ur man Gordon Brown, well did ya know he’s deaf in one eye” compliments of Rachael Carter ( the girl with the Phd).