Bogota's homicide rate is roughly 1/10th that of Juarez...
i met a dog that smiled in costa rica once... except it showed teeth... it was hilariously freaky.
On Gay Gardens
i need to get me some lions.
dang, girls who play guitarron are badass. Note to self: must get me one of them light up charro suits.
but can the bad times really justify all those carbs?
can the bad time really justify all those carbs?