The structure of adaptability, yet the structure of incompressibility.
Bring me to paradise, and burn me when I'm done with it.
We're all going o die anyway...
Tickets are booked, hotel is booked, people are booked. 35 more days. It's going to be the best island trip ever. Nothing but good friends, and keg load of alcohol, music and fun.
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cheers to you, my friend! to friendship, music, booze and rock and roll
Take me down to the paradise city where the grass is green and the girls are pretty, oh won't you please take me home!
Cheers!
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