I run like a cartoon.
It's why I never made it as an athlete. Well, that and I used to smoke like a fish.
We went south which didn't take long because Ko Lanta isn't big and we got ourselves booked into a bamboo hut which was perched on stilts on the side of a hill. At night the whole thing swayed about a foot and a half back and forth. Fun!
We were at the north end of a half-moon bay and every night we got some beers and wathced the sunset over the Andaman Sea. Ahhh.
We met a German couple from Cologne who invited us to live with them rent-free if we would teach them English. They were adamant. So if I ever say, "hey, I'm off to Cologne to teach some elderly Germans English for a few months" and you never hear from me again it's because they actually just wanted to kill us.
The beach put me in this sort of mood:
Oh, that Sally Field!
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I would definitely meet that guy, same time, same place. Gidget meets a beatnik!
"Don't count on it" "Don't count on it" "Don't count on it" "Don't count on it" "Don't count on it" "Don't count on it" "Don't count on it" "Don't count on it" "Don't count on it" "Don't count on it"
I keep hearing her voice in my brain! My brain!!
why is that old man hitting on that 10 year old?
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