by Pete Puma

Here, in the U-S-of-A, we're comin' up on Memory Day.  For some assholes, that means the start of summer.  It's when all the douches with shit-tons of moolah start rentin' houses in beach towns and whatever, wearin' banana racks in the surf, and lettin' their kids run around all over the place, ruinin' everybody else's good time with their annoyin' yellin' and generally douchey bullshit.