Thursday, May 11, 2006

So, what do you swim?

So, we spent all day blissfully happy on the beach. I only have one strip of my shin sunburned....

Anyways, the hotel we're staying at has free happy hour - I got a Dolphin Daquiri :) So, we're outside drinking and decide to go to our room to order sushi delivery. These old guys see us leaving and yell "Hey Girls!" and block our path. They're regulars - claim they've been visiting this hotel on this very weekend for the past 5 years, and now was time for their "happy hour game" and it would be something "we'd never forget."

Understandably, we were afraid. We got to talking (well, them talking, we trying to figure out how to leave...) and we said somewhere along the line "we can't play your drinking game - we have to swim tomorrow."

One of the guys at the table decides to guess what kind of swimmer we are....

He looks at Tobi - "you're a backstroker". Errily correct.

He look at me - "you're a freestyle and breastsroker." Again, scary.

His wife looks at the expressions on our faces and says "oh, he could only tell that because of your breast size".

Upon which, Tobi and I began to fold over in laughter and tears and make our escape for one more round of drinks and back to our room. And sure enough, we won't forget that little moment....

1 comment:

Jess said...

Hilarious. :)

Miss you! Hope you're having a good week.