The following installment is from a trip to Europe that occurred in the summer of 2000.  Art History students on a whirlwind tour of the Mediterranean, 5 countries, one bus.... and little sleep.
On the plane:
 
             In what context was that say, say, say, say, say, said.
                                                                             - Pia 6-20-00
In Spain:
 
         We are leaving in a little while.  A while is over, lets go.
                                                                             - Fernando 6-22-00
         
         You can do your shopping and some of the girls will need to use the p-ping room.
                                                                             - Fernando 6-22-00
             You know, seeing all these towers and pointed arches and stuff.... it occurs to me,                      they're all just really ornate phallic symbols.
                                                                             - Kim 6-22-00
         
            We don't need to worry about who's usin' the "F" word, who's usin' shit..... the "shit"                     word.
                                                                             - Mr. Orr 6-22-00
             The bats are coming.
                                                                             - Karla (is drunk) 6-23-00
             Where's the canoe?
                                                                            - Natalie (canoe= Kahlua) 6-23-00
             - Get off my bed, man!
             - Whose is this?
             - It's mine!
                                                                         - Katie and Toni 6-23-00
Oh!  They have ice cream!  Let's get ice cream!  I want ice cream.  Do you want ice cream?
-Kim 6-23-00
As I've told you before, I sometimes like to rest my hands on my breasts because they make good hand holders.
- Momoko 6-23-00
I didn't even know you when I saw your boobs.
- Katie 6-23-00
Barcelona 9:15 am.  The entire bus gets mooned by 4 drunk Spaniards.  Both parties seemed to enjoy themselves.
In France:
When I get my hands on a whisk I'm gonna be Lord of the Kitchen again!
- Christine 6-24-00
Seems like I'm gonna have fun in the shower today.
- Christine 6-24-00
Are we TRAINS??
- Jessica 6-24-00
I like 69.
- Christine 6-24-00
Bekka lands on her ass in the Pont du Gard, in white pants. 6-26-00
I should put my clothes back on.
- Christine 6-26-00
I think I want to expose myself.
- Christine 6-26-00
I can see with my eyes.
- Christine 6-26-00
In Italy:
They spell Rome without an "e" and Vatican with a "k".... I'm scared.
- Jessica 7-1-00
Ow, I just stepped on my own toe.
- Momoko 7-2-00
In Greece:
I want a picture of someone slapping someone with the ass-slapping bottle.
- Karla 7-3-00
It smells like..... eww.
- Momoko 7-5-00
Oh no Momoko.
- Karla
Eww.  We smell, guys!
- Allison 7-5-00
We have, like, an eleven hour flane plight, don't we?
- Momoko 7-10-00
Alaska??!!  They're too cold there to get their penises out.
- Katie 7-10-00
I have to pee is what I am.
- Katie 7-10-00
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Love. It.
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