We got back to the boat to eat dinner and escape the madness of the Willy T. Jerry came in with a plate of meat and one was sticking up, so I said it looked like a "meat boner!"
After dinner, Erin, Alex, Brian and I went back to the Willy T for a second time - big mistake! Erin and I danced, drank more margaritas and the boys drank caribs. I practically fell off of the Willy T and almost fractured my foot trying to get back into the dink. We motored back to the boat and I argued with Brian that we were pulling up to the wrong boat! We finally went to bed. I blame it all on Willy T.

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