'How to lay down the phat jams 101' by professor Paka.
Yes, that's exactly what you think it is: the arse-faced cotton rabbit of Argentina.
Andy's plan to photograph every passenger was going remarkably well. Although Dorothy yelling "Show us your tits!" to the women certainly wasn't making it easy for him.
We're off to a good start.
Back on the boat, the gang puts on their formal attire for what will surely be a night of respectable behavior.
Shasta felt a rush of wind at her back. When she checked her pockets, her chapstick was gone. El Lippo strikes again!
Paka (internal): 'For Her Pleasure'. teehee!
Woman: Ah 2001, it was a good year. Wait...no it wasn't. Now 2003...2003 I could have written a tawdry romance novel about...
Coolest. Warning Sign. Ever.
Not a slip n slide.
Shasta will never guess where Paka hid the cork.
Early in the wine-tasting tour; before we did away with the formality of glasses.
Sean liked to think of himself as an adventurous guy, but this Swedish Blowjob machine seemed a bit much.
Exit - Sprinters Only
Paka swatted at his demons. But they wanted tequila, and no amount of arm waving was going to stop them.