No matter where I go, who I meet, or which dive bar I may end up at, good shit often happens. As much as I like to complain (just ask my husband!)
I keep reminding myself of this belief. Yes, bad shit happens, as
I'm sure I'll tell you about-don't kid yourself, I KNOW I will tell you about, but something can always be learned from those bad experiences. So on that note, let's jump right in to these beautiful, yet shark infested waters...
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