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I'M BALLIN', SHOT CALLIN',
YOU FALLIN', SO WE GOT IT'
IN THE CLUB WE DO IT BIG
SO THROW YO HANDS IN THE SKY LIKE DIS
SO WHO'S GONNA BUY MY DRINKS?
YOU KNOW ITS YOU BITCH
YOU KNOW YOU WANT DEE-AHM-OND-NIQUE
I'M REPPIN' CALI'S STRIP
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So, I got here about 14 hours ago after the plizzane took forever to actually take off from Philly. So far, I've made one assessment: San Francisco is New York with hills. V:

SO ANEEWAY, I left the house around 11am because I'm a last minute faggot and got a bunch of shit before the airport train came. Saw some weird shit while I was walking around, like a guy with a grinder for a hat, a dude dressed up like a cup of Rita's water ice, and an old dude reading a book on top an escalator.

Surprisingly enough, no one in my family had forgotten anything by the time we got to the train station (which is amazing, since this is usually the source of rage in all my family vacations), and my sister decided to be a creeper and ask me to take photos of a guy she's dubbed "Carl the Pose Cop". She says, "If someone is posing, they obviously want you to take their picture!" And hey, how can I argue with that?

I mean, just look at this stunning chap.

So, trip to the airport went fairly seamlessly (although good god it took the plane over half an hour to take off), and I took some pictures from the sky after I got up. If any of you fags never get the window seat on a plane, THESE PICTURES MAY BE OF YOUR INTEREST! :V

I am a bunch of words that can be clicked to bring up different photos oh golly

Also, does this flight attendant not look like Steve Martin? I mean, the image is just spitting.

AND HERE, HAVE SOME PHOTOS OF THE SIERRAS.

So after about six hours, we finally touched down in San Fran, pole danced on the airport trams, took the BART train into the city, and finally got here after half an hour. I gotta say, it was nice being greeted after I walked out of the station ("Hey, welcome to Chicago! I hope you go visit the Statue of Liberty when ya can!")


holy shit everything is so shiny and pretty and magnificent. The hills were kind of ridiculous, but I think the only one that really affected was my sister, since she was stupid and overpacked beyond belief.

So, after that, once it was like, 12AM in Philly, we got settled into the BANGKOK SWEET (due to some weird mix up or something I dunno), found a diner a few blocks down the hill (they serve this amazing goddamn club sandwich there btw: Avacado, turkey, ham, bacon, lettuce and tomato sandwiched between a croissant. Fuckin' orgasmic shit). And after that, I dicked around on here for a couple hours before deciding I didn't want to wake up at noon tomorrow.





IF YOU CLICKED EVERY LINK YOU ARE A GIANT FAGGOT




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