In the beginning of this blog, after a good flame post, my dad warned me to keep it more positive than negative. Good advice.
Soon we’ll write about our lost weekend/ six shitty months in Jacksonville, Fl./ taint of Florida, the ballsack of America.
As you might have surmised, it would have been six months of spew. Instead, now that we’re back on the boat and happy and possessed of a decent perspective, I can craft a single venomous bitchy whiny snivelly hateful cross ugly fed-up disgusted disappointed horrified nasty puss filled post.
Carry on.
