For one reason or another drunk people at the hostel love going on binges of listening to Eric Clapton's song "Tears in Heaven." I can't think of anything that would kill my drunk buzz more than a song about Clapton's dead baby.
Also- What the Eff is going on with my girl Britney Spears. She has obviously been unable to cope with living in my absense (who could). Whatever happened to simpler times where she would make an honest living wearing low hip huggers requiring a bikini wax whilst dry humping back up dancers and lip syncing lyrics she didn't write? Ah...to be young again.
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