I just hate to Spain for the simple reason that I can soon look at a big pile of grease seeping disgusting (if not already the case). Their food may have been skewed, fat, j'adore.
Furthermore I can hardly move of the day what was once my body, which perfectly complements the process of increasing the circumference of my buoy.
I hesitate to return to the beach for fear of scaring people, although many here have followed the same path as me.
As soon as I get home I stop the bullshit.
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