discotechs

so spain is a little different than the US. best difference has to be the daily scheduled siestas... worst difference just might be how people get their grind on. for example, as wholesome of a place as toads is, the only thing preventing mass penetration is jeans. left and right you can see bitches grindin up on everyone/thing, people are poppin chubs, coppin feels, and everyone is just tryin to figure out whose gonna move well when the dance turns horizontal. but in spain people like actually dance with space inbetween each other... its really weird and gay.
so last night it was one of our roomates 21st so obvioulsy we had to see if he could handle 21 shots, which im not sure if he ever made it to. anyways we went to the closest most american like club by us and dammit was it refeshing seeing so much bump and grind i felt like i was at a fuckin r. kelly concert.
4 of us got bikes... dan and another kid already broke their pedals... still lookin for some pegs and donuts and baseball cards for the spokes to really pimp them out
got a sick little bubbler for only 15 euros. we havent named it yet but currently i think i may be leaning towards the golden banana in honor of the reopening
i want to write more, but id rather continue to watch this video on repeat