All I can do is smirk laugh, laugh, laugh. OMG the rum is starting to take hold. OOOPS making arse out of meself before getting to island. Okay rum then rum then rum. No mixing of drinks. Throne can wait until second week in Belize. Want Porcelian god to be friend. No green god for one week. sick sick sick

I'll make dinner as soon as I find the ice cream scoop