Carnies, Tan Lines and Other Stories

Well, I was working one day this week (hard to believe I know, but its true) and a group of guys comes up to the gate. Once they learned they had to be wearing trunks to get into the pool (thats right folks, no boxers alowed), they left to retreive their water apparel and unfortunatly came back. Not only did they come back with themsleves, but they brought a few other friends along with them. Wonderful. They were quite the group to see for sure. Pants barely on, slime stashes, cigarettes, etc.
Now there was one paticular fellow who decided that he'd like a girlfriend during his stay here. So at first he starts with me. Myself, being completely grossed out, ignores said fellow and sends him over to my co-worker. She being a bit more receptive, got the pleasure of being asked if she "digged carnies" and if she'd give him her number. I couldn't look at them for fear I would start laughing outloud and look like a lunatic. it was very funny though.
By the way, has anyone seen the movie rent. I'm not a fan of the story, but the music. . .WOW! Excellent. Its excellent. Watched that last night with Gill and Mike. . . poor Mike. . . I think he was ready to shoot himself by the end of it.
Thats all I have to report really, except for the fact that I cannot get rid of my bathing suit strap lines. Its like I'm striped brown and white. If I tanned orange I would be tiger. "The wonderful thing about tigers, is tigers are wonderful things. . ."
Ta ta for now!