Well it seems that I am sort of stuck on celebrating Summer. I guess I’ll just roll with it and keep sharing some of my summer’s fond memories.
One of the highlights of this year’s vacation season was a pig roast that we crashed. That’s right, we crashed it! And OH did we make a splash! There’s even a vicious rumor that I showed up in a hula skit and coconut bikini top with an axe in my hand and a live chicken. Where do people come up with this stuff?
Anyway, my buddy’s brother (who came winter camping with us last year for the first time) was hosting a pig roast about 5.5 hours from us but a bunch of us (15 with all the kids I think) decided we should go and spread the love. Sure, we weren’t specifically invited but let’s not get bogged down in the details. Oh shoot! There were 16 of us I almost forgot Rusty the chicken.
When the dust settled after this weekend adventure we were all tired, well-fed, and most of us had developed the odd eye twitch or other tic. All this in the name of crazy fun. When’s the last time you did something nutty? Tell me about it in the comments section.
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This is my buddy Arny. His brother hosts an annual pig roast and yes you’re invited.
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