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[chapsandcowl.livejournal.com]

[Today is the day for A BEACH TRIP. That's right. Fun in the sun, beach volleyball, forgetting to reapply sunscreen, pretending to drown, throwing sand on sleeping people.

Or, if you're Tim, sitting under a beach umbrella with a book and a can of zesti. It's all very exciting.]

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[chapsandcowl.livejournal.com]

[Peaceful until some kid lands a volleyball in the space right between them, sending sand flying into their faces and laps.]

Ugh...my zesti. [Tim makes a face as he sees that the top of his soda can is now covered in sand.]

[birdthright.livejournal.com]

Tt. The appeal of this place continues to elude me.

[chapsandcowl.livejournal.com]

It's supposed to be fun. Kids like the beach.

[birdthright.livejournal.com]

What part of this is fun?

[chapsandcowl.livejournal.com]

Well, you're supposed to be doing something other than tweeting. [Yes, Damian, he knows about your "secret" twitter account.]

[birdthright.livejournal.com]

You don't get to tell me what I'm supposed to do.

[chapsandcowl.livejournal.com]

I do when you're slandering my name on the internet when you should be swimming or building sandcastles like a normal ten year old boy.