Ocean City is one of our more awesome yearly traditions. It started when I was a junior at Maryland and has occurred every year since, with maybe one exception (last year I think).
Usually me, Chris, Andy, and an assortment of other DABU people head down there for an extended weekend. Activities include motorcycle riding, drinking from dusk till dawn, sleeping during 99% of all daylight hours, hitting the clubs (Seacrets!!!!), and "hangover time" at the beach.
The pictures say it all. I can't wait to post the future pictures!!
Andreas at the beach. This was moments before some seagull targeted him for a bombing raid.
Andreas and my twin cousins piloting the martini boat in Little Assawoman Bay (no joke--that's the name--check your MD-DE border map).
Andreas and current-Hooters-waiterss/future-porn-star Kristen Irish.
Andreas, the twins, and Mike on the martini boat.
Andreas on the martini boat.
Dave, Rich, Jason, and Darren on the beach.
Dave, Chris, Jason, and Darren at the beach house.
Dave and Chris at the beach house.
Andreas (severely drunk) and Chris (severely drunk) at the beach house.
Chris and Andreas at the docks.
There's a story to this picture! Long story short, we're drinking all night before (this is now early sunrise time), I try to pass out, and all I hear from downstairs is, "Hey, Andreash, let'sh try to cash shum crabsh" (drunken slur). "Yeah, good idea, Chrishhhh!" Me to those two: "Goddammit!! Quit screwing around so I can pass out without having to worry about you two breaking something!!"
Chris and Andreas at the docks. See above caption for the story behind this one...
Andreas and Chris in the boat.
Chris and Jason at the beach house.
Chris and the Hooters-waitress/soon-to-be-pornstar Kristen Irish.
Chris on the martini boat.