Back from the Motherland (Again) or Suicide Can Kill You

so, i just got back from israel (again). this trip was very different. i mean, REALLY different than my first time there. for instance, i came back looking suicidal:


but that's neither here nor there i suppose.

i don't feel like writing a long shpiel about it, so instead, i'll just write some random words that describe my time and move on.
so....

random words that describe my trip to israel:

paint



neopolitan back hair

hoes



sunburn

singing



naked squeegee

back flips

g-strings and nipple rings

and that about sums it up.