(Left to right) My roomy Arik, me, friend Chris, friend Rocky at the beach.
Me (left) and Rocky heading for a swim.
Let the Frisbee begin.
Me providing more evidence that white men can't jump.
Me getting ready for the distance throw.
The 360, behind the back grab.
A nice jumping, behind the back, between the legs grab.
Another sweet catch. Same as above but this time with some air.
Another toss about to be sent.
Yeah. Sleep 'til 1:00pm, go to the beach, swim, play frisbee, go straight to the casino, own a bunch of retired guys playing short-handed on a Sunday evening, go get some food, go home, read and post on 2+2, talk to the lady, and call it a day. Life's rough. [img]/images/graemlins/smile.gif[/img]