When I came home the other day my neighbors asked me what was the highlight of my trip. Their sole purpose was to expose the highlight of their trip. The proceeded to tell me about a guy on the beach who was wearing a t-shirt and no pants. I immediately knew who they were talking about, as I had seen the same strange guy the day before.
Let me describe the painful scene. Two guys, in their early twneties, were laying on the beach, presumably sunbathing. One is fully dressed and the other has on a short t-shirt and no bathingsuit or any form of clothing on his bottom half. He was completely naked from the waist down and his friend didn't seem to think this was strange at all and they conversed normally like everyone was fully dressed. It might not have been abnormal, if not for the fact that as their girlfriends emerged from the ocean, boogie boards in hand, "no pantalones," as he was dubbed by my neighbors, quickly put his bathing suit back on as his fully clothed friend greeted the ladies. This happened two days in a row. I didn't go back and check on the third day.
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