ARTURO (HOLDING TREE):I plant this small tree, in honor of The Generalisimo!
ARTURO NOTICES HECTOR'S FOOTWEAR:
Hector...I thought I asked you not to wear sandals.
HECTOR (WHITE SUIT):
Mierda! I told you! My feet need to breathe!
GENERALISSIMO:
Be careful maricones! Harm that tree and I sit on your face, like this!
SAD GUY IN BACK:
You don't want that. Believe me, amigo.
7 comments:
Are Hector and Arturo a couple by any chance?
And where the heck is Guayaquil?
This is funny. Do more!
It's obvious that logblogman is trying to jump on the "help the little ones on dark foreign continents below the equator" bandwagon. He doesn't know where Guayaquil is. For all he cares, Guayaquil is a cough syrup. Preferably with a lot of codeine in it.
Guayaquil
Why does that name sound like some weird probably extinct spieces of a bird?
Just an honest question.
Have you ever tried pan-roasted Guayaquil, in a cream sauce with some coriander?
Mmmmm!
No wonder they're extinct!
If this story was a movie I would definitely not watch it.
Unless it had a sub-plot about fur, then I may be interested.
Maybe.
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