Saturday, September 8, 2012

The Enigma

So there was this chick who went on the Spain trip with us.  Let's just call her Harmony Sunflower.

She's what my friend Sara and I have dubbed a hippiecrite.

And she is all that's wrong with the world.

I've got nothing against hippies.  I really don't.  I think we can all learn a few things from our hemp-smoking friends.

But there's a point where you repeat the same thing fifty billion times in broken Spanish and English and then completely contradict everything you say with your actions that kind of makes me want to stab you in the face with a rusty spear.



This is the story of Harmony Sunflower.




                                                          (Me with a haircut)
















I wish I could say that she didn't actually say this.  But she did.  And it.  Was.  Hilarious.