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03-23-2012, 08:56 PM
#141
Does it make me lame if I said I wished I had a REAL sub sandwich right about now?!?!?!
I won't ever forget reading that TR...I kept wondering how in the world did he get sub sandwiches way out in the middle of nowhere!
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03-23-2012, 09:06 PM
#142
How do I sign up to instruct in the immersion therapy? My qualifications are uhhhhh rather extensive. We have a flop contest, road trip, boardie bash, Luciano, Booger's bash. Looks like we are overdoing it, so let's combine 2 into 1.
Alright, Booger's bash will involve immersion therapy. That's right kids, great eats, bonfire, and immersion therapy. All who are interested just need to apply. Please RSVP to Marley the event planner.
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03-23-2012, 09:06 PM
#143
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03-23-2012, 09:08 PM
#144
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03-23-2012, 09:10 PM
#145
Funny how we get all caught up making sure our friends hook up........
Seriously though, I hope you did, because how could you not in Negril?
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03-23-2012, 09:19 PM
#146
LOL! I'm so sorry Jamar!
Okay, In my defense, I did not anticipate that happening.
You see, I had just been chatting with a guy at the Beach Park Party and I asked INNOCENTLY, If he had any nice female friends that would want to meet my friend Jamar. A cool and pretty chica, not a “lady of the night” or anything...
He said “Yeah man, I have a real good friend that's single and she would get along great with your friend. Let me introduce them”
I was so happy to have made a connection. I gave Jamar a thumbs up sign.
That's when the man whistled! Suddenly a big boned woman with a lot of make up on was pulling Jamar onto her lap, running her hands all over him. It all happened so fast!
I tried to intercept but she waved me away. “Go on now, Can't you see that we're having a good time?” she said “Let your friend have some fun now!!”
I backed away while Jamar mouthed the words “HELP. ME.”
What was I supposed to do?!
I tried to employ Markus in the task of separating Jamar from her grip. She just wouldn't have it. It was like Jamar now belonged to her and she was not letting him go.
And he was hardly putting up a fight.
Jamar did get his revenge though.
I was dancing on the beach with Markus, when suddenly Jamar's new lady friend appeared and pushed my upper body down towards the sand.
At first I thought she was attacking me!
Then I realized she just trying to teach me Jamaican dance moves. She figured the best way to do this was to first physically put me into the correct position.
“Jamar told me you wanted to learn how to dance like a Jamaican”, she said “I can teach you the ways, but first you have to put your hands down on the sand and your butt up high like this – Your man has to take you from behind like this”
She grabbed Markus and positioned him.
Jamar was laughing so hard, he had tears in his eyes. I can only imagine what my face looked when this was all happening.
So many people were all around us watching her give me these dance lessons. There were no other tourists at this party on the beach. There was a huge wall of speakers to the left of us blasting dance hall music. The beach was PACKED.
Apparently this beach park party happens every Sunday night on the beach. I didn't know about this and I haven't read many Boardie reports about this weekly event. Who else been to this wild party???
This woman was kinda crazy and more than a little intoxicated. She had a great playful sense of humor though and She had me cracking up. She definitely made that whole night an experience I wont soon forget. She also had some amazing dance moves. Thanks to her, I can now shock all my friends next time I hit the dance floor here in San Francisco...
After the beach party ended, she invited Jamar to XXX for the after party. Jamar has a hard time saying “no” and was fumbling with an excuse. So we helped him out and told her that we all needed to get home. She gave Jamar a hug, and we all left in good spirits.
However, on the ride home, Jamar kept saying how he was going to kill me, But thankfully... he has not....
Yet...
We took a lot of pictures that night. The three of us just went through them now and unfortunately there are none that are appropriate to post here, I'm sorry. I just don't want my poor mother to have a heart attack if she ever finds this trip report. You'll have to create your own visuals...
We dropped off Jamar at the Blue Cave Castle. He arranged a ride with the taxi driver for a trip to Little Bay for the following day. He was excited about exploring more of the Jamaican country side.
Markus and I decided we wanted to stay at Catcha Falling Star instead of another excursion. As I mentioned earlier, we wanted to just chill at the resort.
So we hugged goodbye and arranged to meet up at Blue Cave Castle for breakfast the morning of our departure flight.
Okay, back to Jamar..
Last edited by Clarity; 03-23-2012 at 09:24 PM.
Carpe Diem
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03-23-2012, 09:31 PM
#147
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03-23-2012, 09:32 PM
#148
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03-23-2012, 09:34 PM
#149
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03-23-2012, 09:36 PM
#150
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