HER: Tuesday the 19th of June, our second day in Key West. We decided to socialize and explore the night life on the island, going to some cool bars and meeting with some crazy people. We joined a Pub Crawling group -- 5 bars, spending 20 minutes in each bar.
TIME: unknown
TEMPERATURE: mid 80's
WEATHER: partly cloudy, partly sunny
LOCATION: unknown too :P
GUIDE: a guy named Brian from Ohio (...or some other state), who followed Carrie all night in search for a good story to tell. He blew a big shell in search of a tune to let the group know that it was time to move on onto the next bar.
Toward the end of the tour there was a shell blowing contest. Whoever blew the shell the loudest got a plastic necklace. I still believe Carrie should of won, but instead it was a lady in her mid 40's whose husband kept cheering and whistling as loud as he possibly could yelling "that is MY WIFE", "I got the BEST " and "I trained her!" I looked at him oddly, wondering what this gentleman might have meant... PLOP.... of course... people were laughing and clapping.
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