fly me to the para machine
Not that I am complaining of the lack of things to do in our sunny little island.
Of course, it became exponentially hilarious when three grown women did what was completely unnecessary (yes, yes, i do realize the pictures that may follow are potential blackmail material).
Death by Desserts, savaged by three grown 'We got para'ed' women plus a mandatory photo with a giant blow-up tabasco bottle. Really, the bottle was huge, the guy who took the shot for us didnt think it was important to capture its massive size with a logical vertical shot.
