This is Giuseppe, at his sister's, MilanoWalking home with my housemates, we met some boys from Brescia. "Hey girls! Please help us! We are at his sister's, but he remembers only the address, not how to go there!". We brought them home. I have fun when drunk people shout in the middle of the street: "I love you. Marry me. Sleep with me".
IT WOULD HAVE BEEN GREAT MEETING
those two guys who left us hanging at 2am.
Hang Me Up To Dry - Cold War Kids
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