Southern Shores of Jersey

This past weekend much of our clique from Villanova descended upon the Southern Jersey Shore to Brian" Hitler Youth" Dingerdissen's beach home. We all made our ways there from various places on the eastern seaboard, but no one happened to travel the way I did. I took the bus to Atlantic City and then a bus from there to Ocean City, completely making it to Dinger's remote beach house using public transportation. What a "New York" thing to do. Anyways my trip was absurdly long as we hit tons of traffic as ever "Tony and Maria Seaside" were out on the Parkway trying to get down to their homes. I reached Dingers home around 9:00PM and I will list the highlights of the trip below.

I walked into the party at a very comfortable time, there were people there already, but it wasn't too crowded yet.

At once I realized Dinger has transformed his home it to Nazi Germany by enforcing a no sandal rule in his house, and various other rules trying to curb the spontaneity of our party.

Of course Justin decided to flake out on Friday night and postpone his arrival to Saturday morning. He did this for one of the following reasons, you choose:

1)Play with his dog
2)Eat dinner with his 27 year old girlfriend (200 dollar minimum)
3)Yell at the migrant workers at his house
4)Buy his 4th foreign car
5)Physically abuse minorities

As soon as I walked in I could feel that the vibe of the party would be one of different groups hanging out Here are the is how it played out the first night:

The oppressed majority:
Myself
Dan
Mike
Jamie
Christin
Leah
Jen

Switzerland
Greg
Meg
Jenny E.

SS Police
Dinger "Himmler"
Lauren "Trans America"
KyleGina (They were one entity the entire weekend)

As the "oppressed majority" laughed, had good times, talked about our college days, and just hung out we were always on the lookout for getting in trouble for spilling beer, making too much noise, and using shoes in the house.

Mike ate a whole cake during the night- true story.

On Saturday the weather in the morning was shitsville, so Jen, Leah, and Christin decided to flee from the oppressors, and go back to their respective homes. This left our main group with 4 people, and Justin rolled up in his Mercedes as soon as they left.

The rest of the day was a lazy beach day and around 6 we were getting restless. We (Dan, Mike, Jamie and myself decided to drive to the Boardwalk. After about 15 minutes Mike" I drive like an 80 year old Grandma" got us there safely, and we proceeded to go eat some delicious Hawaiian food. Our time on the Boardwalk was filled with countless inside jokes and retarded references that will most likely last all summer. I will add pictures of this joyous few hours later, but with campy pictures and Mike being the "Ice Cream King" I haven't laughed harder in weeks.

We bought beer and went back to the house around 8 or 9, and proceeded to drink once again. This night was a bit more eventful as we all seemed to drink a little more than the previous evening, as Dinger led the charge by drinking about 18 beers and eating 5 slices of pizza. I guess his "diet" isn't working out so well.

As the couples (Himmler/Trans America) and (KyleGina) played beer pong most of the night, the rest of us got hammered and rowdy. The cops eventually came because of the noise, and Dinger took a crap in his pants. True story.

The evening ended as I convinced Justin that Dinger's new girlfriend was on the show Trans America, as we all laughed at how gullible our future legal representation was.

I rode the degenerate Atlantic City Bus home and showered immediately.

Entourage was fantastic and I am already pumped for next week.