The concrete paradise found on a beach in Malibu, California over-looking the Pacific Ocean. A great place for watching meteor showers, drinking wine, spotting seals, and hanging with your sisters.
When you’re meat isn’t anything to write home about length wise but good lord the width is something that’s written about in the history books. It feels like a slab of concrete danglin from your waist
Hey, are we driving out of town this weekend? Of course we gone hit the slab!
I see the mechanic fixed your vehicle, Seems to be running fine. But, the only way to know for sure. You gotta hit the slab.