
I hated turkey but my dad always kept making us go every year because he doesn't care if there's dirty old men hanging around his daughters as long as it's cheap.
We still have a lot of funny stories from that summer and we used to hide in our room sitting by the window listening to this album and just chill out. One time the window fell out and it hit one of the creepy bar tenders in the hotel. It wasn't a glass window by the way it was on with a mosquito net frame thing in it. It was really funny he knew it was us and he backed off a little afterwards.
Just reminds me of boil hot summers bonding with my stisters and we were all growing into young woman as cheesey as that may sound.
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