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Originally posted by Seitseme:
I was speaking about the invasion of underaged Americans in Tijuana, desperate for drugs, alcohol and prostitutes.
"drug traffick and prostitution?"
you:
"I was not speaking about that."
you:
"I was speaking about the invasion of underaged Americans in Tijuana, desperate for drugs, alcohol and prostitutes."
cmon, thats almost the same thing, i didnt know about these american kids crossing the boarder for that, wiki didnt gave me that info, you could have just told me right away in stead of talking about your beach house;p
but i dont consider it that big of a deal so your forgiven, enjoy your guacamole.
Originally posted by zozozozoI'll have it on top of your soft drugs. Let's see how it works.
me:
"drug traffick and prostitution?"
you:
"I was not speaking about that."
you:
"I was speaking about the invasion of underaged Americans in Tijuana, desperate for [b]drugs, alcohol and prostitutes."
cmon, thats almost the same thing, i didnt know about these american kids crossing the boarder for that, wiki didnt gave me that inf ...[text shortened]... house;p
but i dont consider it that big of a deal so your forgiven, enjoy your guacamole.[/b]
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Originally posted by Seitse
Los Angeles?
I met a man
He was a good man
Sailing and shoring
Dancing the beta can-can
Making me foreign
Oh yeah
I want to live in los angeles
Not the one in los angeles
No, not the one in south california
The got one in south patagonia
I want to live in los angeles
Not the one in los angeles
They got a bunch down in moleville
They got a bunch more still
I want to live in los angeles
Not the one is los angeles
They got one in twenty-five two five
Works just like a beehive
I want to live in los angeles
Not the one in los angeles
Counting helicopters on a saturday night
The symphony of the fair light
I hear them saying los angeles
In all the black and white movies
And if you think they star-spangled us
How come we say los angeleez?
Ill wait in los angeles
Ill wait in the pouring sun
No way
For not anyone
No way
I met a man
He was a good man
Sailing and shoring
He got a betatron, man
Talking that foreign
Oh yeah
Ill wait in los angeles
Ill wait in the pouring sun
No way
For not anyone
No way
I came to L.A. to make rock 'n roll
Along the way, I had to sell my soul
I made some good friends that make me say
I really wannabe in L.A.
I took the ten to get to Beverly
Laid some rock to tape roll at 11AD
Alain and Natasha always make me say
I really wannabe in L.A.
I take the city in the dead of night
I'm burning gas until I feel all right
My Sunset honeys always make me say
I really wannabe
Really wannabe
Really wannabe in L.A.
Originally posted by SJ247Interesting point...where does a stoned frat boy's passions lie? Would he rather dip his chips into the smooth, creamy yet chunky mass that is guacamole, or dip his wick into the smooth, creamy yet chunky mass that is a toothless 50-peso prostitute? Can anyone get funding for this experiment?!?
and good guacamole.