as i was leaving my place walkin down the hill (minding my own).. a bird swooped over me and literally tried to poop on my head and shirt.. i jumped back on some matrix sh*t, and narrowly missed having my hair/shirt/jeans be ruined by some bird droppings..
then the culprit landed right near me.. i've been cool wit pigeons thus far.. but now its war.. no more bread crumbs for you
my yacht will be there by 2018
these lil' tykes were actually posted on the street trading pokemon cards! i had no clue kids were still playing with those.. thats like my generation. maybe france is just now getting pokemon cards?
monaco is bittersweet
cobbs
some bullshit right! lol
so we were walking, and this dude approached us and started yappin non-stop.. apparently he was a director? for film, and theatre? a student? a photographer from argentina; but when i tried to speak to him in spanish he couldn't understand me? a student? a professor? a millionaire? an artist? a writer? it was all pretty funny up until the point where he just wouldn't give up trying to walk wit us... he kept trying to get us to go through this underground tunnel.. he was holding that bag real tight too.. i wonder what he was holdin? somehow we shook the dude.. good riddance.. why do i always attract weirdos?
The Monaco Casino/Hotel
drumming everywhere i go
"It's a Black Thing, You Wouldn't Understand!"
cya in MUNICH!
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