What Not To Do In Cancun
It was my second night in Mexico, my friends and I went to the All You Can Drink Graffiti Party at Pat Obrien’s. I proceeded to drink myself retarded and walk back to my hotel alone. Big Mistake.
When I finally got back to my resort, I decided my bladder couldn’t hold the urine, even for 10 more seconds. I proceeded to piss in front of the hotel. No sooner that I pulled out my anaconda that I heard sirens and a cop tell me I was under arrest.
During the car ride to jail, I asked the cop if I could pay him off to avoid being raped by dirty Mexicans. He said yes.
I pulled out my wallet, only for him to grab it and take all of my money. I begged him to give it back, some of it at least. It was all I had on me for the rest of my time in Cancun. The pig handed me back a hundred pesos (equivalent to 10$ us).
Don’t fuck with the cops in Mexico or you could find yourself whoring yourself out to fat British broads for beer money the remaining trip. That is exactly what Dickey Dubbs did. Fuck My Liver and Mexico - Only fuck fat bitches if you’re broke!
