This song always reminds me of an 80+ degree late night in Barcelona, when I, in the guise of a competent bartender, mixed up copious amounts of Tanqueray and grapefruit juice in some used 2 liter water bottles, sans ice, for the enjoyment of the crew I wound up drinking with that night. Good times; good, sweaty times.
Friday, June 27, 2008
Laid Back
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