Shagg's eyes twitch from their lifeless stoned stare, and close as he raises himself up from the sand. He brushes himself off, and hastily picks up his bottles upon seeing them in the sand.<br/>"Where the hell am I?" Shagg asks himself as he tries to collect his thoughts, "And where the hell is my van?!"<br/><br/>Shagg turns around, seeing a group in what could be called a 'compromising position' on a strange day and outright bizarre on any other...<br/><br/>"Hay! Any y'all seen my van? Big and black with 'Shaggin Wagon' airbrushed on the side in green?" Shagg asks, figuring that what he is seeing is but a drug induced hallucination...