seriously though, some of you assholes are going to get all the way through this before you realize your reading my signature.
"when i was like 10 there was this crazy german sheapard down the street who attacked my cat and ripped its stomach open causing its entrails to spew all over my neighbors fence. I attribute that to why I'm so fucked up now." - Dick-juice.
I'll tell you where. Someplace warm. A place where the beer flows like wine. Where beautiful women instinctively flock like the salmon of Capistrano. I'm talking about a little place called Aspen.