Archive for March 23rd, 2011
One Night In Caño Island (Conclusion)
It was four in the morning and I found myself walking in the jungle of Caño Island in what may be the craziest night of my life. I fended off zombies who turned out to be some freaky hallucination. I found my beautiful Italian Jersey girl Fulvia (in a badass bikini and combat boots, mind you). I also managed to ally myself to a bunch of FBI agents who happened to be looking for a bunch of trigger-happy (and sexy hot) Russian sisters.
