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I love it when Marc speaks French.  So much that I ask him to say things in French and tell me about France all the time.

For example:

Marc, count to 10 in French

and

Did you have “Star Trek” in France? What was it called?  What about “A-Team”? “Law and Order”?

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SUMMER!

Ways to turn my head

Pop your collar. Sperry’s. Sunglasses on BART. I am a moth to a douche flame.

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Sample lyric:

“Somebody tell Roth I don’t love college”

(via)

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There’s still an English team in the World Cup. The officials.

Zing, sick burn!

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Right after Cape Town, I/we went to Brazil, after landing in Bahia, I flew to Rio de Janeiro to meet my sister.

Everything you’ve ever read about Brazil, the thongs, pristine beaches and really really ridiculously good looking people are all true. 

Added surprises from my vacation in Rio De Janeiro:

  • Fruit juice for brekkie everyday
  • Bikini wax by actual Brazilian person
  • Rush concert (and Paul Oakenfold)
  • Almost dying (via nearly falling off a 30ft boarding plank)
  • La Isla de Itaparica
  • Very hot man suggesting a threesome (with my sister!)

Bros in the stands dressed like green bird situations?  That damn bird is in front of every gas station in Brazil.  Also, gas stations are where you purchase concert tickets to Rush and Paul Oakenfold.

(Stay tuned tomorrow morning for a recap of my time in Japan)

(Probs not, Japan was not super great)

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Whimsical thumb hole brought to you by Lululemon. Unseen: ponytail hole in hood(ie).

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El chicarito. Handsome, and delicious.