Yeah', when I'm walking down the streets of portugal, minding my own buisnes, on the way to the cafe to get a real breakfast to go with my stella (being careful not to spill some hienz baked beens down my england top)
and they're all like "Hello, my name is El Salvadoro, I eat garlic soup that has 1st grade saffron in that my wife and family picked from the fields. Sometimes, just for the hell of it, we splinter off from the main goverment and create a basque sepporatist movement. And I _also_ just like El Salvador, put lots of sugar and fruit in my wine on a hot summer's day".
( G/PP 💩💩💩💩💩&#128, Fri 19 Aug 2011, 11:53, Reply)