Blanketing opinions that I'll probably regret soon.

Wednesday, February 22, 2006

Manatee Rides, Conch Ceviche, and Reggae

Pictures on Sunday ...
Don't dis reggae, bitch!
Don't dis reggae, bitch!
Don't make me say it a third time, muthafucka!
I hate you and your sunny beaches and ceviche and fresh fish and your smelling burning trash.

I'd kill to listen to a little cliche' reggae right now.

Alright, I'll take my envy and bitterness somewhere else for now, but it likely will return once you post pics.
I am not a fan of salsa or merimba or any latin music, but when I was in the D.R. it started sounding nice after my 3rd or 12th El Presidente.

Try drinking more ethanol.
I mean MERENGUE. . . .see? not a fan.
Again, I did not say I dislike reggae. My point is that in 2006, it's just slightly more soulful Jimmy Buffet. Nothing more.
How the shit are you blogging from an island that has three dirt roads and one light bulb powered by a squirrel running in a cage?

Welcome to the modern world. Where there's electricity, there's internet.
Bob Marley is to reggae what The Beatles are to music....if you still don't get that after that bottle of sweet, sweet rum and those barracuda steaks, you may have the soul of Jimmy Buffett. You are missing the point, mon...and quit refering to me by my real name---I want a pen name too....maybe Lola...or Footie...all that aside, Lonnie and Mrs. Brunner are the best vacationers ever, even though they both checked email while on Fantasy Island! Some people just can't unplug....
Hey "Footie",

The blog ain't subtitled "blanketing opinions that I'll probably regret soon" for nuthin.
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