As soon as we got over the Hoover dam, I saw lake mead and a sign to
the beach. It was so hot and the water looked so pretty blue.
(e:terry) reluctantly drove down there as he hates sunshine. I popped
our of the car and ran right into the water. It was so nice. No
getting used to cold, no nasty smell or green funk, or foam, or
debris. No dead fish or fish smell.
The air felt hot like a hair dryer. It was the best swimming moment I
ever had. Then five minutes later it was over as they were already
waiting in the car for me because it was too hot out. I wish
(e:mike)
was here to be my beach buddy.
Speaking of which I am now in vegas for four days and I'm not so much
into gambling. Anyone has any other good suggestions.
you look like a 70's porn star.
I understand. By wrong, you do mean discerning and selective, don't you? ;-)
yeah, sure Tinypliny, no offense, there's obviously something wrong with you.
How about one totally hot male? :D
ooh, the shades AND the mustache, that's a lethal combination, I think I may be blind.
Weren't you in that band, you know, with the indian, the construction worker, the biker dude and the cop?.....I can't decide gay biker or gay 70s cop, hmm
I am still going to mob you! Those sunglasses complete the mallu '60s star get-up! ;^D