Once upon a time, Majorca was just an island. And then people came along and provided human traffic for thousands of nightclubs and bars. And in those nightclubs and bars, they danced and binge drank. That spilled over onto the beaches, and people...
Once upon a time, before people, Majorca was just an island. It was a paradise adorned with golden sandy beaches and placid beasts who roamed around thinking: "My word, isn't this a wonderful and quiet place? Mostly quiet. It's a very quiet place."
And then people came along—mostly people from the UK, Ireland, Germany, and Scandinavia, invited by the native Spaniards—and provided human traffic for thousands of nightclubs and bars. And in these nightclubs and bars, they danced and binge drank, and then that spilled over onto the beaches, and that's when people started puking and pissing on the animals, and fucking in front of them.
And eventually the people became the animals. And we present this photo blog to you as evidence of that.
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