John Calabasas: Guys. Check this out. For the price of a hundred‐gallon cup of coffee, you can be frolicking on the white sandy beaches of Camaica. Actual sand color may vary.
Naked Rob: Camaica? Don't you mean Jamaica?
John Calabasas: Do I?
Barry: Do you?
John Calabasas: I don't! I'm talking about sunny Camaica. It's 70 miles east, and it's where Jamaica dumps its trash.
Barry: That description sounds terrible, but these pictures let me know the opposite is true.