i'm a Barceloner, dottie...a rebel.

[malice_a]

ok, we're in spain. take three steps back.

we spent the past few days just outside of Carcassonne at this creepy horsey hostel run by a swiss dude that looks like the evil painting that comes to life in ghostbusters 2 (but he was actually pretty niceish and didn't try to eat us, as we had initially suspected he might do). we walked around a medieval

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[mulletassassin]

The headline for this rules!

[hug_attack]

agreed. I have a peewee herman's big adventure movie poster.
train hopping and bikes.

up the crust!

[malice_a]

if i was home, i might throw a picture of peewee herman into photoshop, remove his sleeves and give him a neck bandana, a dog, and a sick beard.

[hug_attack]

totally.

I have the movie poster from that movie.
the one day I get off my ass, I will make a screen out of it and makes some shirts.

[hug_attack]

VIGO THE DESTROYER!

[workweek]

You got hit in the face with a soccer ball. On your first day in Spain. This is so funny in such an Adam Sandler Movie way that I can't handle it.

[malice_a]

where are you dudes these days? i hear rachel left marseilles and thought it was a dumb and stupid place to be.

[hartsox]

did jonathan rent the cat to stay in your room at the horsey hostel? what was the cat's name again?

[malice_a]

no, but there was a pair of awesome cats outside, one which looked like it got caught in a lawnmower but was quite easily pleased with by human contact. fav kitty.

[hartsox]

the cat's name was mistigri, melissa.