It's raining men hallelujah, teetering on heels which keep getting caught in the ankle bracelet, been A over T twice already, lovely tattoo 'I love Aiya Napa' on left boob, big burp, lookin good feelin good.
Terrible draft up tiny skirt, boob tube keeps slipping down, lime green hair back combed to the hilt, shouting at locals, silly beggars don't speak English burp again, chips repeating on me.
Bagsy rumbling anywhere with the Captain. Common Eileen woohoo.
The land is dry, and the people are ...stupid?

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