Jimmy giving an improvised guest pizza review of Cristy's Pizza in Hampton Beach, NH.
This is as authentic as you can get. The pizza and the humid air and sunset over the nuclear power plant and kids in wading pools and teens walking in short shorts on the boardwalk was the old Hampton. Friends waving in pick up trucks and ice cream dripping down hot hands. drinking dirty martinis on wet plastic chairs, arguing drunkenly over the theory of time travel. This is July in New Hampshire, mullets waving on motorcycle heads, cops decked out and stereos blasting the newest song I'll resent.
Sunday, July 11, 2010
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