Although we were in the midst of a hurricane, we found time to have a few laughs. Trapped in the
hotel all night Saturday, was good cause for lots of beer. Ofcourse Scott can always find time to talk
about bench shirts. The Tiki Bar was only yards away from the room, so we had to play there a bit.
But please don't get me wrong...it was a miserable damn weekend.
Zane giving Weas a wakeup call.
Oddly enough, we have all wanted to send currents of electricity through Scott's body.....in one form or another.
This bunch never gets tired of talking bench shirts.
Not bad for a 30 year old......
....atleast he has his shirt on......
Gotta love that Florida sunshine.