A sleepy beach trip is nothing without a group of rambunctious geisers shouting to each other about the glory days, wild plans that will ensue (something about…swinging?), and the incredible failures their children have become.

…as well as offering each other lap dances and laughing too hard about it, only to come to the conclusion that another beer is a bigger priority, seeing as the beer prior to this one has prevented them from being able to get up without toppling over, let alone exhibit their exotic dancing skills.

Welcome to Summer, folks.


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