mexican wet tshirt concerts

-can i even to begin to explain how much fun bitch and i had in mexico? no. can i even begin to tell you how much watered down dos equis i drank? no. can i even begin to tell you how many times bicth and i closed down the club with the help of our new found russian misstresseseses luba and paulina? no. mexico was effing amazing and more than what i can even explain. i could go on and on and on but the thought of typing everything out just plain out exhausts my fingers and plus i know it would take more than 20 minutes and hereos is almost on so i know for sure i will not be typing that much. i will show a few pictures tho....

as we were greeted by god of porn oh i mean corn

the first morning i had no smokes... it was not pretty


we ate at the snack bar all the time... i mean like all the time and poured our own beer because the staff was a little on the fucking lazy side but that is okay i know how to poor beer with no head and they did not and i showed them good.

i thought this was a towel penis but bitch was like no no its an erect penis then we realized it was actually an elephant. or one of those guys who has a penis that totally veers to one side... still not sure.




to be continued...