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Last night I got home from a hard day of emailing and ebaying, the newest and oh so awesome thing for foreigners, to three of the guys saying get your dancing shoes on... it's Brazil night at Lava Lounge. Obviously I said yes, and wow what a fun night. It's the first night since my arrival that I actually had the most fun. I danced, had a few vodkas, and just enjoyed the Brazilian spirit... One of the girls who works at Paradise Bakery was there, don't know her name but she's always really friendly when she serves me coffee. Anyway I saw her and she taught me a few Brazilian moves, they're so wild and such good people hey. So here's to BRAaaaZIiiil night. But now I'm weak and these Bible Bashing ladies are hounding me. Anyone keen to offer me some advice as to tell them to go away without being totally rude?

Posted by jvonblog on January 18, 2006 at Wednesday, January 18, 2006 |

my mom says that if you say you're catholic the other bible people tend to leave you alone.

love jen t

Posted by Anonymous Anonymous | Friday, January 20, 2006 5:22:00 PM  

in my experience... oh whom i kidding, i have no experience with that sorta shit. just swear once or twice, refuse to repent and they'll start praying for your soul, as soon as they start the praying (or preying) then run!!!

peace out Jas.

Greek

Posted by Blogger Nic | Saturday, January 21, 2006 2:04:00 AM  

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