mick
location: Shambala
listening to: Sounds that can’t be made
registered: 2001.10.26
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Shit I thought Panama was in Mexico. Obviously I think of Panama I think of big fat cuban cigars and big fat greasy Latin types ogling the women on the beach. Palm trees, latin music, Bacardi, and a load of other bollocks...I don't think fine art, or architecure or Cuisine, and I certainly don't think Irish/Cuban couples with feisty off spring.
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a truth that's told with bad intent beats all the lies you can invent
a truth that's told with bad intent beats all the lies you can invent
mick
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Shit I thought Panama was in Mexico. Obviously I think of Panama I think of big fat cuban cigars and big fat greasy Latin types ogling the women on the beach. Palm trees, latin music, Bacardi, and a load of other bollocks...I don't think fine art, or architecure or Cuisine, and I certainly don't think Irish/Cuban couples with feisty off spring.
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a truth that's told with bad intent beats all the lies you can invent
a truth that's told with bad intent beats all the lies you can invent
