'What happens in Maga stays in Maga' ...Like fuck it does.

You'll never see anything move faster than a looky looky man when the police turn up.

What are your Magaluf Memories? We'll RT the best ones.

Tactical napping every evening before pre drinks.

The standard smell of vomit when you awake in your shitty hotel room.

Coming back to your hotel so early in the morning that people have already saved their sun beds with towels.

Having sand in places you shouldn't, after banging on the beach.

If you told your parents what really happened in Magaluf, they would never look at you the same again.

Pretending to be too drunk in an effort to avoid being PR'd.

Realising that there is at least 7 months until you can go to Magaluf again. #MagalufBlues

Coming back to your hotel so early in the morning that people have already saved their sun beds with towels.

The reps taking all your money as soon as you arrived.

Come home over two months ago. Still suffering from the Magaluf blues.

What happens in Magaluf... finds its way onto Facebook.

Having pulled a guy/girl, you get back to your hotel to be greeted by a mean looking security man who doesn't let you in. #CockBlocked.

"Hellooo Chicken Nugget!"

"Looky Looky sunglasses! Five year guarantee! Genuine product! Looky Looky!"

Rushkinoff translates to ‘gives you a cough’.

Giving head to 24 guys for a 3-euro bottle of cava, while someone films it. #MagalufMemories