LEATHERBOUND POCKET RECORDER
Where I’m at right now
June 25th, 2010
Jagermeifter.
Consumption with the Warden Cousins
“Hilary,” I wanna play a game
He is standing beside Hilary. I find out the waiter that has been groping me is not gay. “He’s married.” Hilary tells me after asking Jasmin. I say, “Well Elton John was married for 15 years.” Jack makes a sound “Awwwww.”
Fireworks go off. I turn to Jack and softly speak “My asshole itches.” I turn and look behind me. Italians are everywhere. He looks then turns to me and says, “Want me to scratch it. It will be less awkward.”
Flight to Switzerland in 1hr 2min. Use stickers for advertising. I saw some good ones here at the Barcelona airport, in the bathroom while dumping.
Cross roads where I am staying
Rue des Allabroges
Rue Simon Durand
Live beside Galliano
Restaurant/Café/Pizzeria
There is a new Porsche parked in front
Okay Coop off Praille and Rue Jacques
Home @ Praille & Rue des Allobroges
Tram stop by apartment
Armes 13, 14, 15
Incognito to my right
Studio
Cymbeline building then go right
First left o Coop
On the train now. Just pasted a store called “Running step,” had a naked man and woman running side by side. His right leg and knee is up so you could only see his big black ass. You could see the woman’s tits. Obviously a still photo, her boobs are not bouncing.
Just pasted over a River in Geneva. I need to find out where I am.
When traveling No film Camera! Digital, silence. Nobody notices when you take his or her photo. Missed out on great shots b/c film cameras sounds like it’s flirting w/ you when snap goes off.
Ruede General Du Four (1787-1875) CINEMA
This guy and I (Me and this guy) just shared a moment. This kid (boy) that was balling for his “Mama!” was rolling around on the street. Balling loud and hard “Mamaaaaa….” inhale… “Mamaaaa!!!” The guy in the furniture store (owner apparently b/c he is the only one I can see that was in there) walks out looks left in his tan/safari brown suit w/ purple tie pokadotted with blue and light purple dots. And sees the mother pick the boy up and whispers into his ear. He turns around and looks at me as I am walking by enjoying the entertainment and looks me in the eyes and chuckles, humorously and mischievously. I look and cannot help but chuckle myself. I love the locals here.
It sounded like this, “Muuu hu hu huh….”
I continue walking. I am eating bread from the COOP (grocery store). I saw the largest chocolate bar ever. It was Toblerone. 4.5 kilos, 99.00 Franks. I should have bought it. New Challenge, whenever in Geneva must buy 4.5 kilo chocolate bar and finish before leaving. Will need help. So I am off to the museums. I have a map now. Thank you information center.
Sprinkled donuts here cost 2.5 Franks per nut. Fuk.
At the tower in Geneva, inside the Cathedral. Walked up w/out paying 11 Franks. At the very top. Learn to pick locks. I could have gone to the tip top. Bring a screwdriver and wrench so I can unhinge bolts and screws to get outside shot with camera without viewing through windowpanes. The windows are dirty too. They should be required to clean them everyday, especially since people are paying to see out the tower! I’m just saying.
Okay NVM. North side of tower has open views, superior to the Southside.
I am now at the Natural History Museum, the one with the two-headed turtle. All it does is disagree with itself. It just walks into the side of the wall. Sad really, but funny that people enjoy it. Sad world for animals.
Oh ya, and every animal they have is killed and stuffed for display, Hahaha. I can do nothing but laugh because these animals have the most curious facial expressions, like
“What are you, what’s that moving, I wonder if it’s friendly?” “Hello, are you friendly” BLAMO! Shot, killed, and stuffed with that funny curious look on your face. Lol.
The glass here is so clean. I thought the stuffed birds were an open exhibit. I reach forward with pen in hand to tap the glass. I flinch not expecting to hit the glass. Ah shit, the glass is so clean. Good job custodians, well done for a free museum; I’m impressed.
They have Polar Bears, Penguins, and Walruses in the same exhibit square, on rocks living peacefully with each other. Just like Fraggilrock.
Real life, those two Polar Bears would be having a fucking feast right now. Survival of the fittest bitches. Or survival of whoever can get the fuck out of the way the fastest.
I don’t know who did it but somebody killed David Bowie’s owl (labyrinth). He’s gonna be pissed. Funny, I image a pissed off Bowie in tights with his package up close and personal. Oh Bowie.
MFuckers! They killed an American Eagle. America’s coming after you now!
Hey hey a Dodo Bird, or as they have here a “Le Dodo ou Dronte.” 25 kilos, “phwoo,” big bird. It looks funny too, they suck at replicas; no wonder they kill the real one and stuff them. Le Dodo looks like an old English Gentleman wearing a wig with feathers, 3 fingers, and a toe, heh…
Train –IC
Service Run by SBB
Depart Geneva
to
Zurich HB
Commuter train – S1S to Rapperswill
Depart Zurich HB
to
Rapperswill
Then walk
Address
Kluggasse 19, 8640
Rapperswill Switzerland
Sophia Summer
0041 77 434 41 45
On the train to Rapperswill Switz., this girl/woman tried to talk to me while I had my headphones in my ears. She used hand motions and leaned in towards me to get my attention. The train was facing north, I was facing south. Anyways, we started talking and we began to have a conversation. An art major living in Geneva going to Basil Switz to stay with some friends then off to Copenhagen. Ironic, that is where Jacek is going tomorrow and I in November.
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Okay I just dumped on the train. Cleanest train bathrooms ever. Baby wipes were at hand, Thank God! I thought the whole train was going to smell. So… the girl/woman’s name is Kristina, from Bulgaria. She’s been at school and working away from home for 9 years now. Good eye contact. I’m pretty sure she wanted to Fuck. Trust me, I’m experienced when it comes to this sort of intuition. She gave me her info, said to contact her, she has friends all over Europe. She mentioned France. especially.irobalievakristina@hotmail.com
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Jesus Christ! I was just approach by two men preaching “the holy spirit.” They told me about love, about having a good woman, and casting all my sins to Jesus Christ because he will take them. What a great guy this Jesus. But I don’t believe in religion so how can I sin? Really these guys were just talking to be heard, or are satisfying their need to preach. They ask me if I have any pain in my legs, they could feel it. “Nope” I said. “Oh, oh… what about your chest?” “Nope.” “Oh, okay.” “What about your back?” “Oh ya, I always have pain there.” He asked if he could heal me.
He bent down on his left knee facing the left of me on the square stone street, I am on the blue bench. He is to my right and puts his left hand on my right lower back. Well my upper left hand part of my back underneath my left shoulder blade hurts. Damn, Jehovah witness wanna be healer. Him and his “love” partner pray for me to be healed. I can’ help but smile and laugh internally. These guys are… a joke really. The guy asks if I feel the burning. I say ya (I laugh in my head). He shakes his head says “ya”. I want to
laugh out loud so fucking bad and HARD, until I fall over out of breath and die of oxygen deprivation. But I smile instead. This guy is a pretty boy, his friend is older and balding and wearing cargo pants and a green T-shirt. He is wearing tight blue jeans, kick ass brown suede shoes, and a tight button up short sleeve shirt that you can button up the sleeves even more to accentuate the biceps. Also his front bangs are dyed golden brown, triangle symbol really. They walk off smiling and rejoicing. Okay, whatever makes you feel good I guess.
I just saw snow white. Now a pack of women (10) are wearing bright and colorful hats and Hawaiian Hula things around their necks. One just took a picture of me. If you could only see me now… They just approached me, two of them. Apparently one is getting married in 4 weeks, I expected as much. We take more photos together. Another wolf approaches and speaks now. They walk away after asking me to sing a song and play my guitar. BTW, the bride initially approached me with an Apple and a Carrot. Ha, ha, ha… Like I’m a wild animal. Really, if you could only see me now!
Llleburg Zurich HB
Tibet guy in Geneva wrote down this point to see in Switzerland. Take a train to Zurich, then from Zurich to that point. You can see the entire area.
Sympothie
KL Kordes 1964
Above this the Rose I took 5 shots of w/ houses in the background. Great smell.
Wetleberg
“I feel… so relaxed, stretched out with my arms up.” “That’s b/c you showered.”
We’re walking, crowds of people around us. I’m stoned.
Adjective – describes something, a noun.
Adverb
confusion
pre adjective
green – bright, soft, clean
unicorn – strong, quick, smooth
Colorado River – powering, flashy, fast
Excited, no exit, confused
Mulligan – try again sober
- stamps
- Laundry detergent
- Eggs, sunflower oil, flower
>Wow… I can’t see what I light <Wait my friend – He takes the bowl out of the mouth piece. Ah hahaha, WTF was I thinking.
OMG, it’s so bad… You have no idea
. . . .
We have to get Mark. He has to pay to have his trash thrown away.
Paying for his waste to be disposed of.
He told me about a Lily
Switzerland
- Saturday night – concert out in the open, music festival 2 bands
- Sunday : hangover day
- Monday: Grocery shopping, watching “two and a half men” all day
Chicken wings all you can eat. I won, 30 wings. “That’s 15 birds killed… that’s going to come out in my toilet.” She laugh hesitantly when she said that.
- Tuesday : raining. Woke up late. Ate cereal. Went to Gabi’s university. Ate again. Took a train to Gabi’s hometown. Some of his friends got on at the next stop, we chug beer, we continued together to his friends house for futball & tennis. Sports Channel.
Switz vs. UK soccer. UK wins
American vs. Switz guy. Switz guy wins
Note: paint a picture of a can,… with America on it,
An ameriCAN
By the way… Every train we have gotten on, we have always sprinted to.
So many close catches to get on at the very last second.
Is this foreshadow?
I get up from the couch to Becks “ 2 eyed horse… Last stand,” heard just 30 minutes ago or so.
In Gabi & Sophia’s room.
Fisherspooner – Emerge
I walk back
The horse hung himself. The purse, key holder, is strapped around its neck. The horse is hanging off the right side of the black futon. It’s a black Stallion.
Front legs are up, back legs are on the ground. Maybe it survived?
Now I am watching Gabi and Melony cut and lay down hardwood in the room inside the main bedroom. Floor is level east to West but unleveled north to south. We laugh a little. Floor looks really nice. Sophia mention Monday.
“I said I want a lighter colored wood floor. And he got darker… It’s okay,” she
says because she loves him, rolling with the punching. Her half smile tells me everything. Love is sacrifice, but GD I don’t want that floor that color. But it’s already done.
. . . .
Now we focus on the positive. Socratic method : if you hat something… good, now learn to love it and be great, knowing that one is better than the other. And it’s your choice of which is better, so love to live with it
Wednesday : consistent rain. Cereal, yogurt, “Mennnnnnn,” the jingle from “Two and a Half Men.” We get groceries for dinner tonight. He got wieners from his sister last night for the game. We watch more “two and a half men,” and eat hot dogs then clean up. I eat more cereal 30 min later. Take a nap. Wake up. Go for a run in the rain 5:45 ish. Meet Sophia’s mom with no shirt on, on the way down for running. Later she comes back over.
Then leaves shortly after. Sophia tells me that her mom says I’m “Hot.” Oh really I say, “well…” Don’t make it awkward. I just smile, refraining humoristic endowendos ( I can’t spell) that my mind pulses out of my mouth. To restrain it blows up a brain balloon. These thoughts will burst out somewhere. I’m not random, just good timing for inappropriate past feelings and thoughts.
We run, in the rain. Good run, some sitting triceps, sprints, and jumps and
Touching the ground while running. Oh ya I ran on Tuesday. Gabi and his friend work on the bedroom from 2 till about 6 or so.
Warwrinka vs. Youzhny
Ya your thinking “What kind of foreign Swiss sport are they fucking watching right, ya.
The U.S. open
> “Break man…”
W 5/ Y 3 serving 15/0
“Fault” (Announcer)
15/15 now
click, click click click,
dapadapadapa…
Gabi’s texting.
Now pauses
“fault”
15/30
he resumes (texting)
Wawrinka – Swiss, has a great outside serve. He doesn’t use his double backhand, only slices it. I don’t even know if he has one. Maybe it’s strategy. Slice all backhands then pull out the double back only if a comeback is necessary.
. . . .
Let’s eat
. . . .
Sophia arrives late! Lol, and drunk “Mojito, mojito, mojito” she says in German (sorry Swiss German), she pukes later on, 3 times. I’ll tell you where later
Anna Brueck
017637709613
Get to Ingelheim or plan B Mainz or WIESBADEN
Ingelheim am Rhein Germany
Ashley Maddox’s Aunt
Frances Burke
He was drunk. Okay, I’m drunk, tired and in bed. But… T must ell you. I was the worst player at bowling. I must cal Anna! and tomorrow it the tour of Zurich. Wahoo!
I can’t close my eyes. Dizziness occurs. Shat! I thought I was the sober one.
OKAY good Night!
Oliver Todd
UK Boy
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gfurrer
ga6riel$
Fragile
Mystical, Magical, Beautiful
Blue-eyed Unicorn
She was beautiful
My unicorn
And completely mythological
Cardboard Buffalo, golden balls w/ golden roses. Birdie Bird surrounded with words, circle with meaning
Like a monkey you mimic Like a mockingbird you repeat what you hear
You’re a dinosaur, tiny-brained carnivore.
< you take two at the same time > sometimes, when I feel confident
Mixed mingled and mangled criss-crossed served before tossed look’n like a fucked up Bangle more like a cream cheese Bagel.
Black: gangster, hiphopin, flashy
Panther: springy, climby, fury
Mediterranean Sea: clear, beautiful, wet
Happy , spontaneous, singing/cheerful
Fuck Swiss trains. Too expensive. You know what… Fuck Switzerland. If you live here you are a rich moron! My train ticket from Geneva to Zurich, 87 Franks. Ticket from Zurich to Ingelheim, 152 Franks.
87
52
23
23
12
12
26
5
___
340 Franks in train tickets alone.
Shizter (German word). Fucking Germans wouldn’t hold the door for me to get off @ Ingelheim. They all piled in, blocked the walkway and the exit, fuckheads. So now I am @ Bad Kreuznach. I called Anna and told her it was 9:35 (2135).
Ingelheim stop was at 9:10 (2110), 25 fucking minute’s difference. That’s a lot of time. I had to call her two different times. The phone booth was being a damn Nazi. Took my money and dropped my call. Then it took 2 euros from me on the next call.
Inside the station I sit, on a blue wooden bench. Sign 20 meters ahead reads, “Burger – Schanke.”
- Military base in Germany
-Dewain Thomas – Facebook
- Check Bank Account
-Couchsurf Munich
- 20-25 of Sept.
_Find temporary job in Munich and Ingelheim
> I can’t believe they cooked dinner for us after work < Ya, why wouldn’t they >Usually you only get lunch and you generally have to pay for it < Nice people in Germany > Ya, after WWII. – she laughs, Thank God. Someone might get offended with one of these jokes. “Why” she asks? “Ah you know…”
18004321000
08002255288
dial 0
18773661121
9/13/2010
-19.53 SGKB
Rapperswil
9/13/10 – 58.59
SGKB Rapperswill
9/13/10
Sparkasse Mainz
-50.99
withdraw on the 14th not the 13th
phone pin for German cell 3199
My fone! Sucks. Fuck a Duck. Speaking of… Anna and I are ordering Chinese food. I am having the Duck. Better Be good, otherwise, Fuck a Duck!
“Scheissdreck” – Dirty Shit
Skye Backpackers, Hostel in Scotland. 00441599534420
You can work there for 2hrs a day and stay there for free
Lena’s giving me some hassle. Lighten up Lena. I tell her life is a joke, learn to laugh (or die miserable.) Lena’s Uncle in Law is awesome. I sampled the
Beef and he encouraged me to drink the gravy from the bowl. He persisted and urged me using hand gestures, elbow nugging, and German words. I like him. He motioned me to grab the plate and sip it off, then lick it. He laughed. Then I did. I really like this guy. He made me order another bowl of soup after he asked me if I liked it. He ordered another one too. We are having a party.. He’s 50 something, twice my age. He a good idle. We finish dinner, he now shows me to put potatoes in my pocket. He stuffs one in his mouth and elbows me with a giggling smile. He now orders me another glass of wine. Awesome. Lena wants to taste my wine. I pass, I spill. Lena’s uncle and I blame it on Lena. We laugh. We share a moment.
He refers to the waitress as “fraline.” I’m time traveling, 4th glass of wine. Chocolate pooding was Great, good actually. Uncle in law scarfed it, good job buddy. He refers to me as brother, says he’s going to look after me.
Beard scenarios:
- Eat spaghetti perfectly, no mess. Then eat it sloppy
- Drink a Guinness perfectly, the sloppy
- Attempt to pick up women
- Tuxedo
- Sprint through an airport
- Bum on the streets. Sign saying “pay me to shave.” “I’ll be back next week with a thank you sign”
- Play poker, casino
- Run a marathon
- Bike 100k
- Pick up basketball
- New Driver license
- Visit Coach Foster
- Sneak up on friends
- Get busy with girl friends
- Visit Andy Bolton
- Fast, juice, & detox
- Club
- Smoke a fat cigar
- Write a few plays then act them out
- Motta
- Eat an ice cream cone
Bingen (Rhein) Stadt, train stop. City worth touring
Wednesday Sept.23rd, Last night, Tuesday, I dreamt of meteors in the sky over what looked like the cloudy stuff in space. I just checked space weather and meteors were videoed above Texas. Big one too, with sonic Booms! to them, WTF!
5804 Kenwood Ave.
Dallas, TXX 75206
Dalton Tarver
Send film, moves out in one month.
Drunk people are doing drunk things. They walk and move like zombies. Most are friendly, but some want brains. All want more wine. Redhead was being fed Kebab while talking to Anna by another girl. Redhead guy is funny. Doing his own thing enjoying his state of being, drunk. Guy in yellow shirt is cuddly, he’s hugging guy with lazy eye and rectangular glasses. 5 minutes ago he was aggressive when I reached for the French fries. He doesn’t realize they are my fries and Anna is holding them. Technically, Anna and I split them. I must be patience with these zombies. Some are now kicking empty wine bottle around.
People are everywhere. Young, mostly btw 16-28, not many younger. There are older people here though. “Hey,” Anna wants to read what I write. Damn, invent code. Tina, another read head, dyed though. Wow, I see a bartender, Red head. I look around. Okay, only 4 or 5 out of a thousand.
Hamm tent now. Drunk guy (French) asks me where I am from. “Afrika.” He says “Ah, China.” The Swiss people tell me he is from here. “You look like You Ming,” I say. He looks like a rat, white and somewhat olivey, not too ugly. 1 minute later he is falling asleep. Literally, Falling… Asleep. He just disappeared. I look under the table. Nope, not there. Huh?
I don’t speak German. Swiss girl has no more drunk guy’s nose to poke. Lol.
“Sexy Beast”
film
viel spass
I heard “touch his balls.”
It means “have fun.”
German pronunciation is different/funny
Cloudy, white but mostly dark clouds, no rain. 2:00 (1400). We are now at the market. Place is bump’n & move’n.
Marmalade from the German krebbel (jelly donut thing) is in my beard. Delicious.
I see a woman with Black/dark ink flames from her wrist up into her long sleeve shirt, which is rolled up to her elbows. It reminds me of Jordan Webster’s tattoo. Lol, he has a bitch tattoo. The woman reminds me of him and I picture Jordan as a fat dark haired woman. My God, the horror.
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I see kids walking around with helmets on (age 4-6.)
I think they are either epileptic, autistic, or young bikers.
This is like an Italian market, except along the street are houses. And people set up in front of their house with belongings they want to sell that they no longer want. Garage sell. I see two cute blonde girls sitting down playing chess. So cool. They look to be 6 or 7, fashionably dressed and adorable. If I have kids that I claim to be mine, I want them to be as cute and smart as these two. Their long big button jackets match their scarfs. We walk further. “Stop,” okay. We are here. “Oh,” I did not recognize the house.
Of course, I had only been here at night and left drunk with a pocket full of Walnuts. I peed on her fence too; any times. I didn’t know where her bathroom was. So… we stand around; Lena’s friend Anna, whose house we are at is not here. We stand, wait, say hello to her brother who’s smoking a cigarette; socialize. I talk to Eva’s brother. Cool guy. The French guy from last night is his friend. The one the Swiss girls were playing with. Good people surround me. They have a tent right inside their giant gate, opening up to the driveway right beside the street sidewalk. Big house. So, they have an outside oven and are selling pizzas. Perfect, this is awesome. I love it
This guy dressed from the middle ages/scarbrofair like shines shoes. The elderly gather like swarms of pigeons. These people are ready to pay with cash in hand. Marching band coming through. “It’s a celebration.”
I walk… Chainsaw art. I see a black kid, very rare here. I split ways from Anna and Lena. God I love freedom. Just saw a dancing musical except the dancers were not singing. Woman dressed in gold Moulin Rouge type dresses (scandless and sexy). Men in black trousers & white tank tops. Dancing/performing to Rocky Horror Picture Show sound track music. Funny. They are about 20-24 years old.
All while trying to get some bread to eat with my German sausage. At the house. Anna’s friends are here with their two kids. 2 year old boy and 7 month old girl. The baby girl purrs. No really, she purrs. She is sick and at times when she breathes she purrs. It’s actually very cute and definitely precious.
Hostel in Dresden off Louisenstrasse 77
01099 Dresden from main Rail station
Tram#7 or #8 get off Louisenstrasse
Walk along Louisenstrasse up to #77, left hand side from Dresden Neustadt, take tram 11, only three stops, get off @ Pulsnitzer Strasse or walk
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Reservation # 714-18960776
Ingelheim to Bad Kreuznach @13:11 be there @ 13:25
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The most common mistake from people trying to help someone speak another language is to slowly pronounciate the word or words being interpreted. Slowly pronounce each syllable. Lena is a key example! Always saying the German word fully and fast. Never pausing and never pronouncing sharply. Use syllables girl, damn! Don’t get pissed and frustrated at me, it’s you! Now, moving on…
Woman at bar is wearing an orange stripped hoody. Ha, lol. Garfield, I found him. Actually, Garfield is a woman and she’s German. My God, Garfield has put on more weight, shit. Huh, where’s Odie?
Tablecloth words:
- Rhoihessewoiwollemerwennsewissewallewasmenwolle
- Karlmoitrobbe!Moinrhoihessewoischoppe
“Add me in facebook” Steve Doll (maybe Dall) “the boy with the trumpet”
Marcel Rothacher (could not read so had to guess the spelling, they were drunk) red head
- Willstengudeschoppewoimusserausrhoihessesoi
Viclen Dank Fin
SpeiB and Tranle!
Feel’n Dank fur (schice) >schpices< oont Trank
From Anna: “Hey Brandon! You have to learn to speak better German. So next time it would be much more fun! Not because of me just because of you and the other people. But I hope you had a great time @ my place and don’t write something bad about me!
Still Anna: “I will try to dream in English the next time, so you can understand what I am talking while I sleep! ;-)
So have fun and take care of you! Hug,
Anna
0912612010
> My address
Anna Bruck
Schutzenpfad 10
55218 Ingelheim, Germany
Send me a post card from every station! Pleeaase! ;-) :-)
Well the hitch hiken hooker didn’t show up. Bitch! I have been here for two hours now. She did not even call. WTF.
WTF: what the fuck
WTF2: who the fuck
WTF2 does that. I hope she gets bad karma donkey punched for that. Cunt!
While standing in line to buy 100-euro train ticket, the old German man, probably served in WWII, marveled at my beard. I told him I speak English. He said, “Very beautiful!” Then motioned using hand gestures wanting to feel it.
He grabbed, but did not pull, the beard under and around my chin. His eyes widen. “Very Beautiful!” he said again, in an old but still full of life voice. He had a suede jacket and plad black, red, and some other color trousers. White hair and very neat and clean shaved face. And strikingly Big Blue Eyes with olive skin. Very polite as well, he let the woman behide him go before him to receive her ticket first.
Passing through Mainze HF looking out the train window heading to Dresden. I saw a Ying Yang with green and dark purple leafs. Cool. Then I saw a flaming garden w/ live actual pink flamingos. Very cool.
Then the long and big river, great. Things are looking better
“Matter and manner”
“Crow like a cock”
By the way, when growing a magnificent looking long beardy beard, one must go about reading Plato’s “Republic.” Just like when one has a marvelous magnetic mustache, he must watch Magnum PI.
Thank Tanner for his good deeds. Thank mom, oh how she has transformed for the better.
Okay Awesome! German girl just gave me her name and info as I was getting off the train in Leipzig.
May Kukula
She is cute. Obviously likes bearded guys. Obviously wants to hump!
Hostel in Dresden is cool. Downstairs is a bar, full bar.
“Taxi Drive” movies
“Kung Fu Panda”
“Bubble Boy”
Picture of some red/orange/yellow planet in space. Somebody drew a white space ship, actually looks like a cock & balls. Somebody should draw a spaceship that looks like a penis. Then an Anus above it. Uranus
< I don’t understand your anus… (Uranus). > So now you understand your ANUS.
Lol.
Simon Harries
Jade Thomas
Kebab!
Zi’Ntonio***
Will be in Austin in March
Aoife Bheilbig
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