Dear friends,
Please excuse me for being late last night for margaritas at La Perla. Something happened while I was riding my bike along the canal.
I was watching him lift his penis so that friends could remove the bits of floating trash that had adhered to his testicles and I got a little dizzy - had a mild stroke, perhaps - and after that had to ride my bike slowly.
Your pal,
Meg
12 comments:
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Your friend,
Matthew Rose
Is this what's known as Summer Performance Art? Was there a friend of his upstream who was launching various bits of trash, uhmm, "water art", so that he could hook 'em with his fifth appendage? Did you have to pay for this or is this covered by your wage taxes? I especially appreciate the blase attitude of his fellow "performers". I guess after a while all things are blase.
Sounds like your kind of guy!
I'm desperately clicking on both pictures trying to enlarge them but it doesn't work. Damn blog!
Thats hilarious!
of course! what else would've deterred le meg from downing margaritas?
I am rather surprised, however, that you didn't attempt a citizen's arrest.
Just getting your meat and two veg before hitting the bar... it's never good to drink on an empty stomach
ummm how come this wasn't discussed over those lethal margaritas? hot damn.
omg, I tried to click too. Glad to know it's not just me!!
wow, that is awsome - I'm in Arizona and it's to hot to flash genetalia around without sunscreen. I just googled "blogging is of the devil" (long story) and your blog from last year popped up. I've only read a few of your posts but already I feel as if you are a long lost sister! Very nice to meet you, Jennifer
Oh.My.God. What does he think we're in Germany?
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