Imagine you’re on a bus, high in the Bolivian sierra. The alcohol you smelled on the driver’s breath is having its effect, as he’s honking into oncoming traffic to pass rusty Volkswagens and herds of alpacas (while cursing them in Spanish)… Dust enters your nose and you cinch your seatbelt a little tighter, but all you can think about is: “Maybe I shouldn’t have eaten the llama burger last night”, and “God I hope I make my 5pm flight in La Paz with all my limbs intact”…Long story short, yes, I made the flight… And no, I’ll never eat another alpaca burger again.OK that being said I'm very sarcastic and love to be crazy and have fun... I've lived in Michigan, Chicago, Florida, Kentucky S. Carolina and Jamaica. I enjoy life and I enjoy living it. Lets get drunk and do something we will regret... like painting ourselves blue