Day 3: Sunday. We head to the beach. The beach is a great place usually, but not when it's hit with Red Tide.

Fish don't like Red Tide either - it kills them. This particular fish lost his life and his sight due to the renegade algae overpopulation.

We brought turkey sandwiches and soft drinks to the beach, but it was a little hard to eat after seeing and smelling the above. There was probably a couple of hundred dead fish on every 100 square feet of the beach... it was pretty unfortunate. And where there are fish, there are also birds.

This bird helps to clean up the beach by eating his way through the dead fish. Thank you, bird!

By the way, there were hundreds of other birds flocking around the beach enjoying the buffet as well.

Hundreds of birds

Despite the disgusting smell and appearance of our surroundings, we made the best of the situation and tossed around a football.

Stedman throws the football

Paul catches the football

Rachel throws the football

Mindy throws the football

(NOTE: I threw the football, too, but my goofy friends never took a picture of me doing it.)

Stedman and Paul do a ritual dance to try and call rain to wash the beach clean

Everything was fish-smelling and mediocre until I ran across a wonderful discovery. At first, I thought it was none other than Anna Nicole Smith. However, as I walked closer, the beast's true identity was revealed to me: A five foot long, repulsive, odorous, dead fish! Spectacular!

Me standing next to the Giant Dead Fish

I mean this thing was NASTY. It smelled terrible and it made me want to shower repeatedly. Here are some more pictures of the wonderful, dead, gargantuan fish.

Thank God it wasn't actually Anna Nicole Smith or I probably would have vomited.

Soon after, we all decided to call it a day... two hours earlier than we expected. But we didn't leave without stopping to have some fun with a nearby public water fountain.

Before we left, we all had a little fun with the water fountain. NOTE: I was not drunk in this picture.

Oh yeah, on the way home, we saw a redneck with a stupid southern pride sticker on the back of his pickup truck. Everybody shared a laugh at his expense.

It's too bad everybody couldn't be a racist tool. White Power! Whoooooo! Death to the blacks!

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