"You can't compare Beirut to Cairo." said the Lebanese Immigration Officer.
"Well, how about Beirut to Istanbul?" I asked.
"You can't compare Beirut to Heaven."
I would have saved a lot time and worry if I had known that 25 Lira was all it took to get me into The Promise Land.
Beirut fucking (
rocked )
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and i <3 sheesha. so if you're ever in austin, i own my own hookah, so we can smoke it together.
and yes..d.efniatlly more shoes....and a pair for me. hahah! lord knows i need more heels.
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I just bought enough egyptian tobacco to last me a year. I swear I smoke at least twice a day here. I'm lighting up 10 minutes after I get home.
We'll be sheesha buddies. I can teach you all the hot tricks. You can be my sex slave.
Deal?
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now i'm convinced!
its a deal, hahaha.
(ok...either way, whenever any of us is in each other's town, we call each other and shmoke sheesha, haha)
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thanks for quenching my thirst for dirty stories. sounds like th partying from oriental overthetop heaven.
and while i have yet to learn resolve with psycho men who cant take a good one night stand for all its beautiful final beauty, i commend you.
ps. that was hot.
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and i miss you
and i wish i was there
but hey
i ate mushrooms in panama
so i'm crazy too, right?
i fucking love you alyface.
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When are you going to New York?
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