Food is better in Asia, it's busy, buildings are ambitious (read: not the same thing that they've been building for the last 1500 years) and Rachelle is here.
Anyways, I'm up on a bar in Central Honk Kong, admiring the skyline, drinking a Leffe, thinking that life is good, it might only be better if I couldn't smell the harbour. I've seen a lot on my way to this place, I've been picked up and thrown by multiple dudes, some I knew, some I didn't. For some reason Asia just feels like home, stepping off the plane and breathing in the humid polluted air was one of the most pleasant experiences in recent memory.
To many more buzzed evenings in Asian metropolises (metropoli?).
Lang Kwai Fong meet shotgun's dance moves
Would you fuck me, I'd fuck me, I'd fuck me hard
Side trip to Japan
Communicating with you, my people
Drinking on God's day, as per da use.
Cheers,A.
A special thanks to Rachelle, Joey, Joey's dad, and Melvin
P.S. Pocari Sweat fucking RULEZZZ!!!
None of those things sound positive to me. You may have Hong Kong to yourself. I call dibs on New Zealand.
ReplyDeleteAlso, just because you are all fancy with your blogging now, you better still send more postcards. I love the Romanian one.
There sure a lot of whities in Hong Kong.
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Fat chance I'll stay skinny, do you know how cheap and good food is here! Azia 4EVA!
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