TDDSsnyEEEEAAAAAAaaaahh.............................................................................
Mah. Kinda screwed right now, so won't really ... maah ... mucho loolza. Ugh. Yayy, no sorry about the retarded intros today!
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Anyway. Numero eight of the Turkeyland Confessions ist das:
Get yo cameras at the ready bitches because this mountain in front of me is some big-ass Kodak moment!
So true. Where we were in the hotel, there was a huge mountain dominating most of the ... well, I don't know which direction it was but dominating most of the [East/West/North/South] side view from the hotel. I think I might have a picture. . .nope. No piccy. Sollee- oh wait, my sisters Turkeyland album. Hang on a sec. . .
Yeah! Here we are, one mountain:
Ah yes, the loverleyness.
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The Turkeyland Confessions.
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Turkeyland Confession #1: There is a chicken in your hotel.
Turkeyland Confession #2: Older men can't seem to grasp the concept of staying away from teenage girls.
Turkeyland Confession #3: They want one of three things- a. you in bed or b. you buying something or c. your hat.
Turkeyland Confession #4: Whatever you do, do not let them see your hat. HOLD ON TO YOUR HAT.
Turkeyland Confession #5: You’ll get the booze, regardless of age.
Turkeyland Confession #6: Big applause for fishbowl party, YAAAH! =D
Turkeyland Confession #7: Tip when getting hair braided: if the salon lady comes at you with a hot glue gun, RUN!
Turkeyland Confession #8: Get yo cameras at the ready bitches because this mountain in front of me is some big-ass Kodak moment!