I met Ronnie back in the late 80's.
I lived in Boca Chica for a few years before moving to Santo Domingo, and have more stories than most I'm sure.
Here's one:
We used to sit out on the beach together looking at girls walking by. Any time he saw a girl with nice set of hooters, he'd call her over and ask her: "Are those your real boobs or silicon?"
When the girl responded they were real, he'd say "I don't believe you. Let me see."
Almost every one would pull their breasts out of their tops right there on the beach.
I lived in Boca Chica for a few years before moving to Santo Domingo, and have more stories than most I'm sure.
Here's one:
We used to sit out on the beach together looking at girls walking by. Any time he saw a girl with nice set of hooters, he'd call her over and ask her: "Are those your real boobs or silicon?"
When the girl responded they were real, he'd say "I don't believe you. Let me see."
Almost every one would pull their breasts out of their tops right there on the beach.