My foot smells so bad. Bodily odors aside, went to this kick ass party last night. You know those parties you see in american movies and your like, are you f-ing kidding me? Well, that actually happens. In Australia. Hugh Jackman wasn't there, but it was still fucking off the wall.
Description: Rubixs Cube Party. Everyone wears crazy colors, then trades them.
Highlight: Dancing to the live band with no pants on.
Also, I taught people how to pee in the bushes, was saved by a heroic Australian from the mosh pit and drank lots of goon. Not as much as at the beach, I drank 4 litres the other day (all in one epic day), and this morning Ms. Kate Sheills vommed instead of me. I vommed 5 times yesterday though so, everything is even i suppose. HAZAA!! Tomorrow I go to New Zealand.
Question: Where is Zealand?
i'm broke and bloated. lets talk about it.
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We were sitting in a hottub in Franz Joseph talking with people who have an epic love/hate relationship with goon. Seriously, they were like, 'I hate it so much, but I drank so much of it every day!!!'. Please don't become like them, slave to goon. Apparently the booze in NZ is much better, but nothing can beat a jug of Powderhound for me.
Ima see you SO SOON!!!!!
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