BFB.

Broken foot beach is what that stands for.
Today I went BFB'ing at good old Freshie. 38 degrees. How can you not? Walking on the sand proved to be difficult. You never realise how your body needs every single part of it until something is not working properly. I bet you all taking poo'ing for granted, next time your sitting there pumping one out. Think about it.
But yea, good times good times. Katrina came with and it was fun for all the family. Or, the both of us. Water was refreshing and the sun was refreshing and all the hot girls were refreshing. I was refreshed.