It was a nice visit, full of reminiscing about my days there, and I started to feel bad about leaving....... until I saw this:
(click on it for a bigger view)

Shit.
Oh shit. Fuck!
I was feeling sad, but after seeing that, now it's more like... hmm, how do I put it...
"Adios motherfuckers."
So they finally admit it.
Finally. After I leave.
Finally. After I leave.
I knew something was wrong when the water I drank tasted like the aluminum foil I used to chew as a kid, and occasionally now (that can't be good either).
And I still drank it anyways....hmm...perhaps that might not have been the best idea...
Okay, maybe I'm not that angry, but now I know who I'm suing next time I get sick.
Cha-ching.