a glunk. dear god!

so there have been many-a-post about the idiot patrol's travails through the romanijan countryside. Since I am currently bestowed with the power of video, I will post some god-like moving pictures of what we saw. (note: video of Seth humping the bedpost not included.)




do you notice the wind sound? Well, it's wind, and it blew. If I can recall, I think we noticed. it wasn't that bad because josh and toby could just head back to our hostel and change into some other wet clothes. so they weren't sweating it either.

Anyhow, do you notice the twirling motion? It was necessary to assist in the digestion of horse, dracula pizza (pizza with tabasco instead of sauce), pear brandy, and, of course, to ensure that we were not being outflanked by roma.


which leads us to a sausage breakfast with...



you guessed it! head bobbing to traditional romanijan music. If you really train your eyes, you can see our skin falling off. ahh, the memories.


and now what replaces the whale in my nightmares...hot babes!




I bet toby would want to show these gals a bad time. am I right or am I right? Anyhow, romanija surely is the land of hot middle-aged women. or hot, young women. either way. these ladies surely helped us in that pee-soaked heck hole.

go horse!