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Last night I partied Parisian style and realized that I am way too old for this.

For those of you who have never partied in France here are a few things you should know:

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I lived in France for a year, and this post made took me back...! Oh, and per #4, I managed to attend a Snoop Dogg concert in Paris back in 1998. My friends and I were a bit nervous walking into a rap concert, seeing as we are three white girls from Illinois and Iowa. But the minute we walked in, my friend said, "I am SOOO the most ghetto person in this arena." All of the "gangstas" in France had tight pants and scarves on. No joke. And none of them knew a Snoop Dogg song if it bit them in the butt. I actually felt embarrassed for Snoop Dogg the crowd was so lame. Ah...France.

# posted by

Sarah : 6:32 AM

LOL =)

My friends like to call them "gansta gone wrong."

# posted by

the wingless one : 5:40 AM




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