Beach Bum
Kenny had finally had it–he quit his job, moved out of his parents home, and headed for the Texas Gulf Coast beach–free at last, a beach bum. But as the weeks went by, he found that it wasn’t like the beaches on Hawaii Five-O. There weren’t that many bikini clad chicks anxious to make his acquaintance, nobody offered to teach him to surf, and without money, it was tough to eat well–but wait; was that Miley Cyrus or Lady Gaga down the beach there? Hope springs eternal . . . . . . David, Sf.G.