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Right now I am actually just chilling in my room, drinking a strawberry banana smoothie, waiting for Sr. Frijolero to me llama... mmm mmm. By the way, I'm sure 92% of
my readers are American gringos, so Sr. is short for señor, which is Spanish for "Mister." So yes, I am calling him "Mr. Beaner." Why? Because he's a Mexican and I can...
I wonder why he doesn't call me sudaca or gringa... wait, I'm 89% positive he calls me gringa sometimes.
Moving on... so Sr. Frijolero and I were at this dam, Kurashiki Dam to be specific, and I made a VERY important discovery. Under my steering wheel beholds a magical wonder! I have a shelf! I was so excited when I found it, to be laughed at by Sr. Frijolero... bastard.
I'm really bored, too... Adam has been like supah busy and neglected my concha as of lately. Yeah! Translate that if you are not South American... That's called regional diction, cabrón!
Now that I am thinking... I need some redbull and some Styrofoam cups. Why? I went to Kadena Gate 3 shoppette and I got some Pucker + Cuervo for some Johnny Vegas. My sister got me trashed on them when I turned 21. The best thing ever. Then when I went home on leave, she got me trashed on them more AND even WEBBIE got me kinda drunk on the JV. So, a basic JV contains 1/2 cup of Tequila (Cuervo), 1/4 of Apple or Watermelon Pucker (both are delicious, the Watermelon one is a little better, but the Apple isn't terrible), and 1/4 cup of redbull. Fucking delic!
I also got some vodka to mix in with my smoothies. Not to mention the full bottle of Kahlua I still have in my fridge. And the shot of tequila chilling ON my fridge... do you think I am an alcoholic? I just love the feeling of being drunk and carefree. My life is stressful (I can't even keep a straight face when I see that) but seriously Sr. Frijolero, no me gusta ser la sancha. Necesita emprender los trámites de divorcio con tu esposa... de verdad cabrón.
Anyways, I'll chat you all up tomorrow... with a picture of my carshelf! Snaps!