viernes, 3 de agosto de 2012

pican, pican los mosquitos...


- Two bites! they would be desperate, they never bite me.
 
[*drunk and screaming]
 
- Let's go to a rave!
- Would you like they make you a breathalyzer test?
 
[*drunk up and screaming, again]
- Come, I saw one that would be good for you.
 
- There is nothing like salted coffe
 
- I will never drink again
- You've got no control
 
- I never thought that way