Saturday, April 22, 2006

Money is no object. (Our green wrist-bands nourish and inebriate us.)


Dominican lobsters are no match for us!


Domincan food confuses MIT girls: drinking Presidente (beer) at Bon (icecream parlor).


Cake and beer? Duh, it's Zana's birthday.

posted by V at 8:45 PM

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