What would you do if your ex got abducted?
Remember, they're an ex for a reason. So let's assume you hate them from the depths of your soul.
Line up the tequila shots, right?
Not your problem?
Now stay with me for a second. What if you were the only person who could save their life? Then would you save them? We are talking about another human being's life, after all.
Now, imagine you have seven million dollars in your bank account. Sweet, right?
It's seven million dollars or your ex's life.
This is a judgment-free zone. Be honest. You'd keep the seven million dollars. Am I right?
Yeah, me too.
So, I'm drunk.
I hate my ex.
And I have seven million dollars in my bank account.
You do the math.
My buddy Al and I are back once again for another Caribbean flavored misadventure.There's more action, more adventure, more profanity, and more ass-kicking.
Rated R for language, crude humor, and sexual innuendos. Rated A+ for entertainment value.
**Word to the wise...while this story can stand on its own two feet, it'll make more sense if you start with my first story, Drunk on a Plane.
