We were the obnoxious people on the beach.
Looking skyward while chasing a low-flying seagull, S fell and kicked great piles of sand onto a nearby sun bather's towel.
Z later threw an empty pop bottle at the same towel. The sand-filled "weapon" blasted the unsuspecting woman smack in the stomach.
Z found a feather, and K and I looked up to see him tickling an elderly man's ear with it. The man was trying to talk on his cell phone.
B threw grapes to ONE seagull, which resulted in a quick "Caw" to all (and i mean ALL) of the nasty bird's buddies. Soon, we (and our not-so-happy beach neighbors) were thoroughly emprisoned by a circle of waiting and greedy seagulls....many standing guard while some thickened the air around us; all yelling and glaring at us with beady eyes.
S peed in a hole we dug for her.
I shook out my towel right in the wind path of our OTHER fellow sun bathers.
Z threw a frisbee at someone's head and missed by a half foot.
S ran around the beach naked.
Then we went home.
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