Bikini Man.


You haven't seen all that San Antonio has to offer until you've seen Bikini Man. Within the past few months I've noticed him more and more. Riding his bike, buying lumber and running straight into him at The Mix. It's a little hard to avoid him when you're on you way to re-open your tab for another Red Stripe and he's standing in the doorway. Blue package and all. I, personally, have never spoken to him aside from the soft spoken "excuse me" as I make my way to the bar. But he must be a great guy because he is always surrounded by friends. This little sideshow gave me more info on my mysterious Speedo wearing friend.

The story of Bikini Man.

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