My Favorite Resort Story

I remember hearing a story thirty-five years ago about a family who was staying at a Caribbean resort and how after breakfast they all changed into their swimsuits and headed down to the beach.

They swam, lazed and played around until lunchtime then headed back to their room to dry off and clean up before lunch.

Their room was freshly made up and one of them noticed that some of their personal items including their camera got moved around but didn’t think any more about it.

Later after returning home and getting their film processed, one of the photos showed the grinning face of a native man bent over with his pants down gripping 4 toothbrushes in his hand like he was scrubbing his ass with them.

The end.

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