Arrive at Rental company office around 10am and complain profusely that room is not ready. Leave in huff and roar thru Seaside at highway speeds. Setup camp city at Grayton corners to collect money for our softball team. Take money and go to Red Bar for several long island ice teas then roar back to rental office. Demand discount for inconveinience of having to wait for previous guests to check out and housekeepers to clean. Arrive at cottage and begin unpacking inflatable beds for extra guests not allowed. Drag everything in set up kennel for smuggled pet. Call front desk to complain about burned out light bulb and demand compensation. Load entire family and random people picked up along the way into the car. Arrive at Publix and proceed down each aisle as slow as possible, parking cart sideways when possible. Drive back to rental and begin cooking sloppiest meal ever making sure to coat ever square inch of kitchen with grease, ketchup, or chocolate. While kids wait give them red popsicles. Go to bed. Get up and haul tents, coolers, port-o-let, swing set, baby pool, crib, changing station, BBQ, chairs, and lazy-boy to beach. Spend daying attempting to dig to China. End of day go to local restaurant and let waiter/waitress babysit children while we get druuuunk. Drive bike path back to rental.