Hey all, just a reminder that it's a party foul to wander into the Sunspree with a drink you didn't buy from them. Doing this violates their liquour license, and it's in poor taste; Imagine if you owned a restaurant, and some fool walked in with a burger in his hand that he bought somewhere else! Nice.
No sense b.y.o.b.ing anyway, the Tiki bar is right next to the weigh-in, and so's the beer trailer, complete with attractive young women whose sole purpose in being there is to keep you supplied with cold beer!

Speaking of girls at the SPO, look for a couple of hotties from the Winghouse at the weigh-in, and again at the awards ceremony! Yep, the Winghouse is our new Freedive division sponsor. Suh-weeet.

See you there,
Scott

what a party pooper scott:)

The more important issue has to do with funnels. If the SPO is demarcated as a no-funnel zone you may see a revolt the likes of which have never been seen. In fact, I can already see a Pulitzer Prize winning photo on the front page St Pete Times the day after the SPO reminiscient of the Chinese dissident standing before a tank in Tiananmen Square picturing myself defiantly funneling a Natty Light as a hotel maintenance golf cart prepares to flatten me into full a Wil E. Coyote Acme road-runner trap gone horribly wrong pancake.

I'll be standing beside ya, AJ. Holdin' the spout. We'll stick flowers in their ears.

Personally, I favor a (preferably unused) long transmission funnel, tipped with 2 or 3 feet of clear tubing. Two beers, three swallows.

I know you guys'll hate this, but... It looks like we'll have Budweiser girls AND Winghouse girls at the weigh-in. I'm aware that this is a family-atmosphere event, and if you like, I'll ask the girls to wear something long and shapeless. Maybe they can give a talk on temperance and chastity as well?

Only my second day as a forum member and I already love it! Being new to spearfishing I planned on checking out the weigh in, but now I might have to hang around awhile. Well, I don't want to disapoint all these lovely ladies serving cold beer.

Only my second day as a forum member and I already love it! Being new to spearfishing I planned on checking out the weigh in, but now I might have to hang around awhile. Well, I don't want to disapoint all these lovely ladies serving cold beer.
Well, hell, how about entering the tournament! You don't have to shoot a big fish to win a nice prize.

Do they still have those easy-to-find plastic cups at that place that we can refill? I made the mistake a few years ago thinking I could just walk around the pool area there with a head full of acid, a naked midget, and a backpack full of whiskey. The staff was uneasy at first, then downright vicious when I started to offer the elderly visitors whiskey-shots off the butt of my short friend. It wasn't his fault, he had lost his shorts a few hours earier in a foot-race with one of the bellhops out front. Nobody had said anything, and the young zit-faced college kid who got beat by a 3 foot tall inebriated midget wasn't about to tell his story. So they let us run amok until some guy from a dive club dared me to weigh-in the naked midget as my catch of the day. It all went bad when that stumpy bastard jumped out of a cooler and started dancing naked on the scales. We almost had to give him a sever beating right there in front of the crowd.

These people then found a few large guys to throw us off the property, but not before we were able to get the "suntan lotion girl" to pose topless for a few photos with some guy who said he was the president of the St Pete Underwater Club. I think he offered her a movie deal that probably culminated in a drunken lotion-wrestling match in a vacant room, or maybe behind a dumpster.

I don't think anyone would have bothered us if we had bought the booze at the resort however.

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LMFAO! That is great. :D:D:D


Do they still have those easy-to-find plastic cups at that place that we can refill? I made the mistake a few years ago thinking I could just walk around the pool area there with a head full of acid, a naked midget, and a backpack full of whiskey. The staff was uneasy at first, then downright vicious when I started to offer the elderly visitors whiskey-shots off the butt of my short friend. It wasn't his fault, he had lost his shorts a few hours earier in a foot-race with one of the bellhops out front. Nobody had said anything, and the young zit-faced college kid who got beat by a 3 foot tall inebriated midget wasn't about to tell his story. So they let us run amok until some guy from a dive club dared me to weigh-in the naked midget as my catch of the day. It all went bad when that stumpy bastard jumped out of a cooler and started dancing naked on the scales. We almost had to give him a sever beating right there in front of the crowd.

These people then found a few large guys to throw us off the property, but not before we were able to get the "suntan lotion girl" to pose topless for a few photos with some guy who said he was the president of the St Pete Underwater Club. I think he offered her a movie deal that probably culminated in a drunken lotion-wrestling match in a vacant room, or maybe behind a dumpster.

I don't think anyone would have bothered us if we had bought the booze at the resort however.

Marcus, you'll have to leave your 32 oz yellow cup with the never ending gin and tonics at home this year. Is Dr Gonzo AJ? I thought so, but AJ wouldnt have misspelled severe. He would have checked it on his thesarus of funny, drunken story telling. Thats some funny shait!!!!!

A smart man who knew Dr. Gonzo would never critique his spelling, especially knowing that he probably wrote that piece while filled to the brim with pills and 90-proof. I'm telling you all of this as a friend. He's a decent attorney, but a dangerous addict, that would just as soon prefer to slip a knife into your ribs as have a beer with you. Some might consider this a brave act, wrought with admirable stupidity, to make fun of this huge creature of a man for leaving out an "e."

Most people on these boards can't even use the apostrophe properly, and you pick on a 350 pound Samoan-looking beast. What does this say for you? I'm only asking so that you might sit down in a quiet place to ponder your actions, to evaluate the root cause of your mistake, to take action to prolong your misguided life past this particular tournament.

He's an attorney, not a journalist, and he holds such petty nitpicking with a contempt that can only be described as criminal, like the feeling of contempt that a catholic alter boy being sent away alone with the parrish priest for a weekend of "camping" must have for his parents.

If you see him at the weigh-in, don't make eye contact.

None of us here need your degenerate input Duke. Get some rest and let the acid-fog in your head clear up. I dropped you off at your boat this morning to get some rest and sober-up a bit, not to sit on the internet and screw with these good folks. It was another long night and you probably got us banned from the Mons, again.

I'll be at the tournament for sure, and I'll look for this Steve guy. He's a sharp one, and I could use a grammar-smart paramedic for a friend as I hear they have access to things that might have some recreational value.

Hasta luego, Putos

Not AJ, I can immediately identify AJ's style of writing. Not saying that this guy is bad, either, but its not AJ.

It is someone who I would have never guessed, and who I don't really know. But I think its hilarious!! :toast: