Spring Break is where all the idiots unite. I would rather have a chilled, laid back night with a bonfire, weed, a couple of beers and my closets friends around me, than drinking my brains out and getting STD’s. This has got to be Florida: the overall ratchetness. Pure pandemonium. There is no DJ in sight, no stage, no bar, just a bunch of drunk college kids on a beach. It’s a cesspool of chaos. This kids, is why if you’re going to tank money into Spring Break, go to Cancun or the Bahamas or Cabo instead.