The most obvious perk at an empty beach is that there aren't any people around. A less-realized, ancillary perk is that sometimes your female friends will take out their "perks" and sun them in front of you. Grant peeps over Sarah's bizzoobie.
Forget about that "kissing co-workers" or nonsense, Emma just plain said fuck it and got up on the dancing cube in nothing but her undies. Fuck Yeah. (Also, it should be noted at this point that she's up there dancing with the infamous "tie off your weiner, professional stripper guy" from when Grant and I stripped).
