It's Time

As the temperatures begin to decline....
As the day gives way to night ever earlier....
As the morning arrives not with a blaze of heat, but with a sharp chill....
As thoughts of the beach slowly turn to thoughts of a warming fire....
And as a few select men in their prime begin to gird themselves for the battles to come,


It arrives....




ENDLESS SHRIMP BEECHES !!!!!!




Y'know, the very seas themselves may as well be vast, deep pools of garlic butter.