horse playas

Friday was draggin' me down until the clock hit 5:29 pm, thus settin' me free. That afternoon C-poo was sayin' something about how her anus had relocated between her shoulder blades. Ah, that ain't no good, so I decided to invite ms. dani and chrissy-poo over for some horsin' around with masques and educational writing utensils--the kind teachers use when illustrating the evils of society.
The next morning I remembered my promise of draggin' ms. dani and I's asses to la playa, robert moses to be exact. On the way there, people kept commenting on dani's "tattoos" and how did she get those colors?? Idiots...
Her reply, "where am I?"

Please, where the hell am I?