tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042141.post6568376411360792460..comments2023-06-19T15:18:37.189+02:00Comments on My So-Called Life in France: Why I Heart France Reason #11Madame Khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10711262100071626133noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042141.post-91542453652916589702008-09-07T17:56:00.000+02:002008-09-07T17:56:00.000+02:00oh, girl. last year i lived in belgium during xmas...oh, girl. last year i lived in belgium during xmas time. how shocked was i to see a gang of brothers accompany sinterklaas on his gift-giving mission? except they weren't brothers, now were they? then i moved to spain, where there's a man who blacks up to portray brazilian soccer star, ronaldhino, for crowds of tourists on the ramblas (bcn's equivalent to times square). feel free to take a look in my archives for pics of this damn fool. or not. he looks just like the fools in your pics. seriously. with all their success on the high seas throughout the history of the modern world, how did europeans miss the blackface-is-no-longer-acceptable boat?ieishahhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13351048799735156173noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042141.post-5268026921741079532008-09-07T17:47:00.000+02:002008-09-07T17:47:00.000+02:00that singing blueberry was terrifying. *laughing n...that singing blueberry was terrifying. *laughing nervously*raynaaehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00409103711755209954noreply@blogger.com