Wednesday, September 19, 2007

OK, OK... last Euro-Taunt for now...

Veal to die for... cooked all smokey and authentic like... Blowhards. If Sheena NEVER hears drunken North Americans ever say "RICOLA" every 5 fucking minutes it will be too long.
OK, let's see if they make it and then we'll be fine.

Fricken cold, man. Sheena was OK as long as she didn't turn her head because doing so was bound to tip the whole thing right over.



2 Comments:

At 10:23 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

people were really using those alpen horn things? OMG!

 
At 8:53 AM, Blogger K-Dough said...

those giant hash pipes look like they pack a real punch! sweet. them Yerpeans are pretty cool.

 

Post a Comment

<< Home