Ya so we head to the beach...it was only a couple of blocks a way...really close in big city terms...right by the navy pier. We set up our little beach camp near some interesting people. Holly and I tried and tried to figure out the wierd relationships between these four companions...
A skinning guy who looked like a 80's Guns and Roses fan and his lady friend...reminded me a bit of total opposites attracting...she was a larger woman.
Their companions were a black guy (who looked like he could be 35-40) with a tatoo "Chosen One" enscribed across his shoulders...kind of freaky...and his white "girl"friend who look like she was maybe at best 18. Again..opposites attracting. The weirdest part was the the "Chosen One" seemed to be the leader of the group....at one point 80's guy and chosen one went on a stroll which looked as though they were discussing the meaning of life. Maybe it was a "David Kuresch" thing going on...but after awhile...it appeared that they were maybe just some ordinary people....until....
Me to Holly..."we have to go right now"
Holly to me..."Why?"
Me back..."the "girl"friend is under the sheets being a little too friendly to the "Chosen One"....we have to go"
Holly too me...."Gross....no way!....are you sure...sick!"
Me...."Chosen One" handed her a bottle of water and an napkin.....we have got to go now!"
The most disturbing thing besides we were only about 10-15 feet away was that the beach was loaded with kids and families...and they were not keeping their business behind closed doors in the least! I had nightmares and it almost made me barf!
The next day....was better
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