Joran Van Der Sloot is a terd
Monday, June 7, 2010 at 10:26AM I am sitting in training today; one of those trainings that I haven’t heard a word of and we still have another eight hours to go. We just had a break and I snuck down to another floor to take a poopy-fart. I wanted to avoid the mad rush to the men’s room on the floor where our training was breaking. (Plus I had one of those stinky feelings brewing in my belly. Thanks lima beans and raw fish!) It was a great call on my part. I was all alone in the bathroom. It was relaxing. I think I heard soothing ocean sounds coming from the speakers above my stall. There was a scent of lavender coming from the vents too. (I covered that smell up in a hurry!)
















