Gerry. We are not the same. But somehow...we're the same.

I guess I have re-thought a lot about the times we chilled, and maybe (and I said this to you straight up) even though we don't necessarily ride the Negril wave the same way...I respect you. I had a ton of fun chilling...late. Early. Beers at 7 am. Crazy times bro. You rubbed off on me and I feel better for it...I think...you are probably a huge part of why I lived to tell my story. ahhahahahahahahahah

Especially that damn Jungle nite when i changed from your N.com acquaintance to feeling like your bodyguard. OMG.

And well...there are things that we just can't explain. We have that...a uncommon and incredible level of experiencing absolute debauchery. hahah. Yeh. The stories...they will remain.

You are to be admired 'cause you are always YOU. Rum-pole taught me that. In a POST.

The dude ABIDES.

Great report...see you soon, scooter!