No better way to spend a 4 day weekend in the summer than drinking a margarita on the porch of some place called "Captain Smelly Balls Nasty Crab Bucket Shack" while listening to a terrible ZZ Tops cover band.
This is like the one good element of American Culture and it should be preserved.
Sorry the winter is getting to me a little.
All I needed was more drugs and a hanged man to investigate and I could have really channeled my inner superstar! (I don't have an inner cop acab)