What was the most fun summer of your life?

The early 90's, basic jobs to keep me drinking and going to Dead shows.
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I’m the biggest Dead poser of all time. Jerry died too soon!
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You know Harv? He was into jam bands
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@MikeDamone harv apparently has a vacation home just down the street from me allegedly down here in White Wakanda.
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So you hang out?
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Never met the guy. Just know Race says he has a 2nd home down here.
 
2020

Got sent home from the office in March kicking and screaming. Last one to leave. Turned out to be the best thing that ever happened. This is better than retirement, so I'll probably continue with this for longer than I had planned. Out of respect for DJJ I'll leave out what I don't wear all day while working.

No traffic - frequently did my runs through downtown Salt Lake, it was empty, the streets were mine. Once in a lifetime opportunity.

Most relaxing summer of my life. Calm, quiet and easy. Did a lot of yard stuff, drank the new 5% beer. I kinda hope the dumb fucks shut it down again. Go Delta Varient.

 
2020

Got sent home from the office in March kicking and screaming. Last one to leave. Turned out to be the best thing that ever happened. This is better than retirement, so I'll probably continue with this for longer than I had planned. Out of respect for DJJ I'll leave out what I don't wear all day while working.

No traffic - frequently did my runs through downtown Salt Lake, it was empty, the streets were mine. Once in a lifetime opportunity.

Most relaxing summer of my life. Calm, quiet and easy. Did a lot of yard stuff, drank the new 2% beer. I kinda hope the dumb fucks shut it down again. Go Delta Varient.
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There were a sting of summers in the early 90s that were pretty glorious. I'll pick 1992 if I have to pick one but that's not really from memory. They all blend together.

Several of my friends and I all came back to our home town for the summers during college and all had seasonal jobs (mostly fire but mine was in fisheries) at the forest service. Huge crews of other kida our age would come from all over the country for the same reason and pile into the bunkhouse for the summer.

We had a nice house on five acres that we took care of for three straight summers and it became the hub for all the cool kids (and very liberal, experimental though sometimes stinky chicks in really good shape). All we did was work, swim or fish, BBQ, drink, take drugs, and screw.
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You pretty much wrote mine for me except I was in N Idaho and I was in wildlife.. Even the same time frame.. Good times played alot of ping pong. Got to cruise the woods all day, and some nights as well. This was before the wolves had inhabited the area and we would drive to different vantage areas in the evening and do howling surveys trying to find them. Worked 4 tens then traveled to archery tournaments and camping trips.
 
There were a sting of summers in the early 90s that were pretty glorious. I'll pick 1992 if I have to pick one but that's not really from memory. They all blend together.

Several of my friends and I all came back to our home town for the summers during college and all had seasonal jobs (mostly fire but mine was in fisheries) at the forest service. Huge crews of other kida our age would come from all over the country for the same reason and pile into the bunkhouse for the summer.

We had a nice house on five acres that we took care of for three straight summers and it became the hub for all the cool kids (and very liberal, experimental though sometimes stinky chicks in really good shape). All we did was work, swim or fish, BBQ, drink, take drugs, and screw.
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You pretty much wrote mine for me except I was in N Idaho and I was in wildlife.. Even the same time frame.. Good times played alot of ping pong. Got to cruise the woods all day, and some nights as well. This was before the wolves had inhabited the area and we would drive to different vantage areas in the evening and do howling surveys trying to find them. Worked 4 tens then traveled to archery tournaments and camping trips.
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That sounds pretty fun. At that time it would've really been something to hear a wolf. All of the wildlife people here were doing spotted owl surveys then. They had to work at night a lot and often times solo. Pretty spooky. There were a lot of close encounters with bears and cats, which were known to be curious about the owl calls.

I went to a well known owl spot with one of them a few times and we could call them right in. You'd suddenly realize that it was sitting on a low branch, 10' away or sometimes even closer. Those things are perfectly silent.
 
Most fun was the summer of 2020 when every brewery was locked the fuck down, dying for no reason with shrivel dicks like @HHusky and @HuskyJW calling you a retard for even questioning it.

Silver lining would be the breweries by my house that ignored them and Jay and Bill Nye and let you just stand inside drinking and ignored all the fucktardation at their own perile.

YUGE surprise those places made a ton of money in 2020 and expanded in Ridgefield in 2021...
 
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Summer 2006. I was living on a ship in the middle of the Persian Gulf with no beer or hot chicks in sight anywhere. But, I did have my trusty 40 million stead and JDAMs and I took out 6 convoys that summer. Lots of terrorists with 80 virgins and Allah now. It was a good summer.

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Summer 2006. I was living on a ship in the middle of the Persian Gulf with no beer or hot chicks in sight anywhere. But, I did have my trusty 40 million stead and JDAMs and I took out 6 convoys that summer. Lots of terrorists with 80 virgins and Allah now. It was a good summer.

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No camel jockey ever called you redskin though.
 
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Summer 2006. I was living on a ship in the middle of the Persian Gulf with no beer or hot chicks in sight anywhere. But, I did have my trusty 40 million stead and JDAMs and I took out 6 convoys that summer. Lots of terrorists with 80 virgins and Allah now. It was a good summer.

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No camel jockey ever called you redskin though.
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I'm sure they thought it.
 
Summer 2006. I was living on a ship in the middle of the Persian Gulf with no beer or hot chicks in sight anywhere. But, I did have my trusty 40 million stead and JDAMs and I took out 6 convoys that summer. Lots of terrorists with 80 virgins and Allah now. It was a good summer.

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😅 The next porno I’m directing is titled “40 Million Dollar Steed”.
 
Summer 2006. I was living on a ship in the middle of the Persian Gulf with no beer or hot chicks in sight anywhere. But, I did have my trusty 40 million stead and JDAMs and I took out 6 convoys that summer. Lots of terrorists with 80 virgins and Allah now. It was a good summer.

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😅 The next porno I’m directing is titled “40 Million Dollar Steed”.
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Starring @SpiritHorse of course
 
I just read the caption on @Swaye's clip there, and I think we're all missing an opportunity here to give him shit for being a cowardly pussy and shooting the enemy in the back.
 
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