majestic drive

2Ps at a water park

Jason J, Jones/ 2p America: The one who goes head first down the water slid and ends up hurting him self because as he said “Don’t tell what the fuck to do”

James Williams/ 2p Canada: The one who fell asleep in the lazy river and has circled it about 30 times

Louis Boneyfoy/ 2p France: The one who fell asleep in the sun and now has a hand print on his stomach 

Oliver Kirkland/ 2p England: the one who is just kinda of there…why did he come again,he is just kinda of standing there…

Sergei Braninsky/ 2p Russia: The one who didn’t notice the bee in his drink and got stung 

Yang Wang / 2p china: The one who tires to do a majestic drive but end up slipping on the diving bored and doing a very pain full belly flop 

Siegfried Beilschmidt./ 2p Germany: That one creepy guy who goes up to random girl and ask if they wanna chicken fight 

Luciano Vargas/ 2p Italy: The one who all the girls flirt with, you know what i am talking about those guys who just look really hot in a swim suit

Flavio Vargas/ 2p Romano: The one who almost kills Ryazard for pushing him into the pool and ruin his hair 

Klaus Beilschmidt./ 2p Prussia: the one who is hanging out in shade eating ice cream

Kuro Honda/ 2p Japan: The one who goes to the bottom of the pool looking for change, since he might as well make some money if he is dragged out here

Ryszard Edelstein/ 2p Austria: That one ass who pushes people into the pool

Santiago Fernández Carriedo/ 2p Spain: The one who just as his feet in the pool looking down into the void

Anastasia Braninsky/ 2p Belarus: The one who uses her looks to get a bunch of guys to buy her stuff from the snack bar,says she is going to call but never dose

Maryska Braninsky/2p Ukraine: The one sun tanning and playing on her phone,doesn’t really get in the water, just wanted an excise to wear her bikini 

Mr. Coffee

Growing up, I lived on a street named Majestic Drive. The houses on my street and the people who lived around me will forever be a formidable part of my life. There are some neighbors I grew up around that color my childhood with a sense of fondness and bring a smile to my soul.

One such neighbor was Mr. Coffee who lived three or four houses down from us on the opposite side of the street. He was an older man who as memory recalls sat on his front porch quite frequently and was always pleasant to anyone nearby.

Our friendship began with just a wave hello as I passed by him on my way to my best friends house every day. Eventually I would find myself frequenting his porch to visit and talk about life.

He was a very nice and generous man. Mr. Coffee would insist on giving me money for the ice cream man more times than I remember. He once gave me a huge Bible with tons of illustrative pictures in it. The book was over a hundred years old and I kept it with my few beloved possessions. Sadly, I am not sure whatever happened to this gift I had treasured as a girl. I also am not sure of what became of my dear neighbor. Sometimes people slip in and out of your life and you don’t even realize it, He was in my life for a season and shaped it more than he probably ever imagined.

As I look back with nostalgia, I wonder now if he had a wife that he loved and lost? Did he have grandkids whom he didn’t see much? Did I ever tell him how thankful I was for his kindness? Does anyone else from Majestic Drive remember Mr Coffee and smile with nostalgia and appreciation in their hearts?