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Posted on 18th April 2011
Last week, I went to Antigua. Antigua is an island in the West Indies and is the main country of Antigua and Barbuda, which are two islands that come together to make that one country. There are other places in the world also called Antigua but they are bullshit. I went to Antigua with my friends who have a house down there and also some other friends who also came to the house. Everyday, we went to the beach and also drank punch with rum in it that made me feel silly and also swear a lot. One day, I saw a stingray in the water. A stingray is the same kind of fish animal that killed the Crocodile Hunter guy but I didn’t let this stingray try that crap with me because I have too much to live for right now. Also, every day, I swam out to a raft near the beach and made awesome jumps off of it that pretty much no one on the beach could believe because those jumps were so awesome. No shit. One night, my friends Phil and Mark and I went for a ride in a golf cart. I took my shirt off because I am awesome and that’s just what awesome dudes do sometimes without warning. Anyway, the golf cart skidded and it flipped over and everyone fell on top of me and I started bleeding everywhere and making screams. The doctor said I lost a lot of blood but would probably be fine as long as I didn’t go in that golf cart again. I couldn’t tell if he was joking or not even though I asked him twice and he said he wasn’t really both times. I flew home on Saturday and it was raining a lot and the police at the airport kept asking me if I had anything in my anus. Not sure what that was about but they wouldn’t shut up about it. That is a picture of me above hanging out on the patio in the house we stayed at, which, as you can see, is right there on the beach. I had a cool hat and glasses and everyone wanted to hang out with me. Antigua is really fun and there more goats there than in most places. You should go some time. It is great.
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