And no, it wasn't that kind of party hunties.. lol I spent Labor Day weekend camping out with my gusband (gay husband) and my gin-laws. I spend one weekend a month with my Waianae West Side Family (WWSF). This weekend we camped on the beachfront property of one of the boosters for the school Pops and gusband coach volleyball for. Absolutely beautiful in Nanakuli.. Go figure.. lol Anyways, I get in late Friday night (approximately 10pm) and the party has started. I see green bottles, as far as the eyes can see.. Bloody beautiful! So you know, when gusband and I get together, guaranteed good time. He reads me like almost nobody else can. I mean people I'm close to usually know what I'm thinking.. (I'm hungry, He's hot, I like date.. etc..) but, gusband is just 1 month younger than I, and we share the same passion. Volleyball & Men. So we're cracking up at god knows what, when one of the sexiest men I've ever seen walks up and says "Eh, I like drink what you guys drinking.. You two having more fun than anybody else" Tall, nice cut body, and one of the most beautiful smiles I've seen in my life. (No exaggeration there). It's a real live MMA fighter from the Oahu circuit. Come to find out, gusbands' cousin, is an MMA fighter too. So there we are with 4 of the most fit people I'll ever be around. I'm thinking, okay I've got gusband, but he looks like he's ready to drop his panties... What made it even better was, they were all so grounded and down to earth. Especially (I'm going to call him Sexual Milk Chocolate).. He's not popolo, but almost full Hawaiian. Can we say MEEEEOOWWW!! We're drinking, laughing, having a good time when out of the blue, SMC takes off his surfer shorts and runs bareass around the yard crowing like a rooster.. Well time certainly flies when you're having fun. I can attest to that, because at noon, Saturday we're still drinking. If anyone of you know me, the sun and I do not get along. If it's hotter than 75-80, I'm finding the nearest A/C unit and paying by trade. j/k So I take off to Yokohama's and catch a couple of 1-3 footers, (about an hours worth) before going to gusbands for a bath, and a nap in A/C. Saturday night, my favorite non blood relative braddah comes and jumps on me. I carry him around for a solid 5 minutes walking with him in the front of me, legs locked behind my back, and arms almost choking my neck. We'll call him Da Hawaiian. He's 100% Japanese, but soooo Smoke, Poke, and Be Moke ackshuns, He's more Hawaiian than anybody else I know.. lol Nobody but gusband and the immediate family understand our relationship, so they're waiting for me to body slam, and tap him out. Not going to happen.
All in all, it was an excellent weekend. Met soo many people, it was just a weekend filled with love, family, and fun. I'll never forget it.. As for SMC, and the rest of the MMA crew... I no longer want you carnally. I loooove you guys like I knew you guys all my life. Especially you SMC!! Molokai, yee-haw... lol
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