Monday, December 22, 2008

viva

Modern dicktation 10c Geography

You wake up. The sound of harrassed trolleys and squawking Alphas pass by the door of your room, which is nowhere near as flash as it thinks it is. You are alone. Your clothes are gone, your wallet is gone, your passport is gone. You smile ruefully to yourself. You have just had sex in Vegas.

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