I was a little nostalgic before my trip to Acapulco this year. After all, this would be my fourth and final spring break in the consequence-free environment we call Mexico. It s pretty scary when you combine kids from Penn, Wisconsin, Indiana, Arizona, and Syracuse all in one place. I felt like I was back home in Long Island, except everyone was eating nachos and guacamole instead of bagels. The best was watching the chicks catfight over the chairs at the pool.
Rum is about as cheap as purified water.
Plus, in the hotel there was a bottle opener on the wall of each bathroom. I guess that s so you could have a beer while you were shitting your brains out from all the guacamole. My buddy, who will remain anonymous, was absolutely bombed when he met this girl in a club and somehow managed to convince her to go home with him. After they hooked up, my friend says to the girl, come one, I ll walk you back to your hotel. To which the girl replied, asshole, we re in my room.