”how the hell did I end up in Canada I hate fucking Canada?!”

You open your eyes in a strange van, looks like a hippie van. You rub your head and it comes back to you, last night you and Mark where really drunk. You got out of the car and see your at a beach. HOW THE HELL DID WE GET TO A BEACH? YOU HATE FUCKING BEACHES! WHERE FROM TULSA OKLAHOMA HOW THE HELL DID YOU GET HERE???

you turn to see Mark coming up to you eating some food.

“Oh your awake!” he say’s happily.