i have decided that i would rather live in an eastern european country where the only words i know besides hi and the numbers are “is there a boat from here to…” than live in america.
(via bafrinaa)
agreed. let’s go.
legit, i will. you need to talk to kristine about chaperoning. because…i’m going regardless. it’d just be nice to have a chaperone, you know? OMG idk what the drinking age is but i’m assuming it is no more than 18 I WILL BE ABLE TO DRINK. you won’t, but i’m pretty sure no one gives a damn. and we could tell the muscley ass waiter pimp that we know where he can find some more orgies and he would so totes give you alcohol. anyway.
