A friend and I took a trip to Europe. No reservations, no plans, no knowledge of the languages. As you might imagine, much of it was pure hell! Our pep rally cry became "yyyaaaaAAAAAHHHHHH DEATH!" We could think of no other place more fitting for our "Yay Death" theme than these Parisian catacombs; miles of underground tunnels filled to the brim with human remains.
