July 18 -- Clearwater, FL -- Operation Clambake Postgame Report [SIZE="7"][COLOR="Black"]OPERATION CLAMBAKE POSTGAME 7/18/09[/COLOR][/SIZE] Also see here. Postgame thread on BucketOfAcid. Personally, this was my favorite raid we've done yet. Upstat: -- KCMO ATLANTA DC GAINESVILLE OMG (and <3333 Ocala bbies) -- No one got assaulted like yesterday... >>; -- Wonderful light rain multiple times during the day -- MASSIVE horn love from the locals -- Two women from out of town stopped by home base and were absolutely enthralled with AMA's gianticxboxhueg displays on the SP Times articles -- Don't listen to those faggots, the sandstorm was a positive not a negative -- Grilling 'dogs at the playground of death -- Discovering flower leis are the new shamwow -- New localfags are always excellent -- ICE CREAM CAKE Downstat: -- FFFFUUUUUUUUU it was hot -- I still keep finding sand in my stuff -- We've all lost five layers of skin -- Never trust Demos near something nicknamed a butter churn -- OCALA YOUR NEWFAGS SUCK NEXT TIME GET ONE THAT ACTUALLY KEEPS APPOINTMENTS AND DOESN'T DISAPPEAR AND LEAVE YOU SOMEPLACE THAT IS NOT HERE Apart from the lack of proper JB, the protest went relatively according to plan. Florida Anons, along with (incredibly awesome) Anons from Kansas City, DC, and Atlanta, got together for a weekend of raiding the hell out of Flag. Saturday, the date of the Clearwater monthly, we had a massive decorating of our homebase at City Hall thanks to AMA <3, including displays and elaborations on the St Pete Times articles. The theme was Clambake, so Hawaiian shirts and leis were plentiful. Apart from the always present heat, the raid went excellently and we even got some cooling rain at multiple times during the day. After multiple marches around the city (including the return of the THIS IS A CHURCH THAT IS A CULT chant and AnonDemosthenes taking it upon himself to clean the Lisa McPherson brick with nothing but a bottle of water and a lei) we paused for pizza and ice cream cake (and no one tried to eat the dry ice...), then fit in some time getting horn love from the backed up beach traffic before putting away the Guy Fawkes masks (well, most of them) in favor of the bathing suits and towels. However, then the OTs back at Flag started getting pissy and postulated up a massive storm front offshore. The winds coming off of that spawned a sudden sandstorm that drove almost everyone off a very crowded beach, rly rly did not like CWA's hat, probably restructured the geography of the planet, and made us resort to huddling in a line behind KCMO's body board for shelter. Fortunately, that calmed down shortly after Demos tried (and failed) to to bodyboard in a mask. After we had our fill of brushing sand off of the sand on our sand on our sand on our stuff, we grilled up some hotdogs and spent the rest of our evening thoroughly enjoying a playground blatantly designed to kill people through such means as the spinning physics ring, possibly-but-not-definitely-a-slide that tilted and was zigzag and had no walls, and that horrible, horrible Butter Churn.