Lately Consuelo hasn't acted up or randomly thrown a bitch fit. Today to verify the behavior and to keep it this way, we bought her flowers. She beamed. It looks like she can't make us pack our bags anymore, who knew this lady had a soft spot? Currently since there isn't anything to talk about with her: I'll talk about Jean Jacket Joe at the beach. The first day to the beach we spotted a true champion in 80 degree weather. Suited up for god knows what in his full jean outfit. He came to the group giving high fives and welcoming us, it was about 30 seconds in that we realized we were doomed. This guy wasn't going to leave without kisses to the cheek. Every girl in the group got one, I got a big, nasty slobber to my left side. Don't think I didn't come home and wash it immediately. I forgot to mention, his plaque infested teeth were bright yellow and really made me want to run to the polluted river to add to it by vomming everywhere. Ever since that day, we've seen him at the beach chasing around girls like the little mouse he is.
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