11-09-2009, 09:18 AM
While on my honeymoon of my 2nd marriage in Destin, Florida, there was a hurricane off the coast causing undertows and big waves. We were playing on boogie boards when the crest of a wave caught me and drove my head into the bed of the ocean. I remember right before it happened, seeing my husband about 20 yards away. How he got to me before I drowned is still a mystery to me. I woke up lying on the beach with him and several others looking over me.
Hey doc, do you know the address of that place?
Oh, you know, I do know the address. It's at the corner of go fuck yourself and buy a map!
Oh, you know, I do know the address. It's at the corner of go fuck yourself and buy a map!