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Ahhhhhh, the beach. The place to be on a cloudy day. It was fun, though. We were playing chicken for a little while. I was on my friend's shoulders and I went to shove our other friend's over (which is kind of the point of Chicken, is it not?) but we fell forward on them. They fell over backward, and we all came up and we're like, "Well, who won that?" Heh, great fun. Gotta love Chicken. Why did they call it Chicken anyway? It's got nothing to with chickens. Or the traditional game of Chicken, you know, the one where some idiot runs at a train or something? Food for thought. mrgreen