Jamaican Me Crazy Mon!
Imagine 14 of your best friends traveling to Jamaica for spring break with one thing in mind – To Get Fucked up!
We land at the airport and are greeted by a complimentary airport bar, complete with rum jello shots. Taking the bus to our Negril destination, the original bus driver hops off and new one, accompanied by a drug dealer hops on. The party had officially started!
It was a solid 7 days of straight debauchery. One of the most memorable memories was when our friend was solicited by a Jamaican prostitute. All burnt out, relaxing on a bench near the ocean; he was approached by this lady of the night. Drunk and high, he somehow negotiated a price for a hand job. 300 J was the agreed upon amount. That is the equivalent of $5 US Dollars.
Lots of wet T-shirt parties, Sorostitutes, greenery and all the Appleton rum you could drink. All of us made it back from our tropic adventure but we all needed several days to recover. Definitely would do it over again just to say a big “Fuck You” to my Liver!
no it gets better. our same drunken freind meets some whorebag on the beach late and drunk one night, and brings her to the hotel room to fuck, not realizing we were getting stoned on the balcony. he proceedes to rawdog this complete stranger, not realizing the fan club was watching.
after cheers and pictures and our buddy finally realizing he was soon to be on youporn.com, he did the jamaican ass-shake for our entertainement while boning.