I accidentally mooned the painters today.
(I don’t even understand how painters can paint in this weather.
Does paint freeze?)
Anyway, I had been climbing into the back seat of my car in a not-so lady like fashion.
(Hey, give me a break.
It was early and my brain isn’t fully functional until
10 am- and that’s without the every three hour bottle feedings.)
So anyway, I hear some hollering followed by some Spanish stuff.
Since I haven’t taken a Spanish class since high school, my knowledge of the language is limited to some key phrases like “Donde esta el bano?”
I can also still count to diez like a ninja.
(Well, a Spanish ninja, anyway.
What is that?
A conquistador?).
Anyway (again),
I was unable to interpret what they were saying.
At least I didn’t hear anything like “muy grande.”
So, it’s all bueno.
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