Come Sail Away

I don't know how exactly this camouflages the rifle, but who cares? It's PINK!

Rio and I went to the outdoors store Sail the other day to look around. I am not much of an outdoorsy person (surprise, surprise) but even I was impressed by all the things you can get there. By the end, I’m pretty sure Rio was regretting bringing me there.

Me: Will there be guns?!

Rio: I don’t think so.
Me: Lame.

*Entering the Store*

Me: It’s HUGE!

Rio: That’s what she said.
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Me: Have you ever kayaked?
Rio: No, have you?! (The surprised look on his face was quite funny)
Me: Yeah, once. Just kept going around in circles.
Rio: Are you serious?
Me: It was HARD, okay?!
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Me: OH MY GOD IT’S A SPORK!!
Rio: Oh god…*walks away*
Saleslady: Isn’t it amazing? And it’s pink! And look at this one! It’s really big!
Me: Oh my god, a bigger spork!
Saleslady: We should work together.
Me: We SHOULD!
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Me: Oh, machetes!
Rio: I was really hoping you wouldn’t see those…
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Me: CAMO!
Rio: You really love that stuff, eh?
Me: Duh … Check out this jacket I’m wearing! *Start dancing*
Rio: You’re on your own.
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Rio: Um, Mal, I lied. Look. *Points to a WALL OF GUNS!*
Me: Oh my God. I’m overcome. I can’t handle it. I don’t think he’ll let me hold one, though.
Rio: No. No, don’t ask. Just look. Do not ask him.
Me: But this one is pink!
Rio: No.
 
We made it out alive. Me with a desire to go hunting and camping, and Rio with a desire to do neither of those things with me.

Love,

M