leftover beef: european geography

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Thursday, January 17, 2008

my aunt passed this lufthansa game on european geography to me, and i can't stop playing. of course every time i play, my score goes down. sigh.

can we add some jose cuervo to our huevos rancheros?
there's a national art collection in Wales?
i'd have nothing to fear if you became a zombie because i am not a carrot. do you think vegetarian zombies feel conflicted?
we british aren't really known for our food. well, we are but not in a positive way.
you could be the terry wogan of olympic commentary
i'm wearing red; i might get charged by a bull when we cross the field.
i think you and james caan would get along. i don't know why, i just think he'd like you.
oh, look, i'm bethany, i'm on a mac. how's it work?
are you alright?
but what's more christmas-y than shooting the heads off of zombies?
oh, fishcotheque is a fish and chips shop!? i thought it was a disco for fish!
old people flock to cakes and jams.
they're not even playing! it's just a cd! they're just sitting there, one is eating a cornish pasty and the other is drinking a starbucks!
Aww, you're watching Top Gear whilst i'm cooking dinner?!
...and then we should go have a really nice meal in a nice restaurant in Guildford. I can't think of anywhere.