I was 16 if i remember correctly (of cause i fucking remember)
It was one of those surreal nights where you don't exactly know what or why it happened.
I was in the South of France with my family, surfing for two weeks solid when on the second to last night we had a BBQ with some families that were camping nearby. With them was this incredebly hot surf girl that I obviously had no chance with in the slightest.
After an hour of sitting around doing nothing, I suggested we go to the bar. The next thing I know im on the beach thanking god for everything up to this point.
The best part however was when her family thanked me for taking her out and took me kyacking with them. I have never had to suppress a grin quite so much as then. The only person that had a clue was my dad, who noticed I'd lost my shoes. He gave me a handshake.
( Spam Filter Formerly known as Superdude, Fri 4 Mar 2005, 11:46, Reply)