i have a fake-id for the bullfighting ring. i attend most events. this was a monday afternoon where i got drunk in the sun and fell asleep. a security man dragged me out onto the street and told me to fuck off! easy, franco, i responded.
the i fucked off home, opened a beer, tried to call a couple of ex-girlfriends but fell asleep on my couch. when i woke up my pants was all wet.
that was me. i don't know how the bull did.
if i loose my membership i'll kill you!
SvarSletciao les, do you have my romanian passport? i need for the trip to moldovia!
SvarSletby the way. i met morten today. he was pissed. almost like you that night! call him. please. his very unconcentrated because of this thing with his vip-card. he went FAR to get it man. too far? yes, but thats up to him. not us. bring it when we all get together in dresden.
al my best. stay up right and clear of bullets.
jakob