Seven Chinese babies, five santa hats, one red couch, and ten cameras. Priceless.
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- You're like a miniature Buddha, covered in hair.
- My mouth tastes like mineral water.
- Orions belt on my left knee.
- "Running from you is what my best defense is"
- That story about Rachel Evil calling sound-off.
- "I've thrown away so many things that could have b...
- "Pickles should be friends, not lovers."
- See, I was there.
- Seven Chinese babies, five santa hats, one red cou...
- Kaitlynn, the big ham. She's a show off for the ca...
- Thats one of those toilets that sprays water at yo...
- Um, Buddha with little Buddha's crawling on him?
- It says, "Don't come in please"
- See Ashley, there ARE fat people in China. This st...
- Bikes, lots and lots of bikes.
- Chinese Bamboo Grafitti
- Does anybody care?
- Oreos, 12 yuan.
- Coke and Sprite, Respectively.
- Day Two (Friday, Dec. 10th)
- Chinese Lady Singing at Temple of Heaven.
- Thai Resturaunt.
- Squatty Potty
- (VERY LONG) Day One (Wednesday, Dec.8 and Thursday...
- I'm Home
- I dreamt I was a figure skater.
- Hello! Kites!
- Ni Hao
- I hope this works.
- Describing the color of my snot to a man with lett...
- I Heart Walmart
- Past, Present, Pish-Posh
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