Curious
I had a hearty romp through a bag of burritos with Manuel's friends the other night. Between bites, their attention turned to making conversation with me. When they had grown tired of asking me if I liked semen, how big my penis was, if I was looking for whores, if I'd like to be blown, and whether or not I enjoy "masculine milk" (semen again, but phrased more creatively this time), the boys took to bragging about their phalluses. Raoul, sitting next to me, had his hands buried into his shorts a little while before.
When soda was passed around, I took a gulp, and let out a long, majestic belch. I thought it was a winner, and I looked to my fellows for signs of approval. Bewildered was I when I found only sour looks! Frowns fell all around.
"Don't do that," Manuel mandated.
"What? You mean Mexicans dont burp?" I asked, amazed.
"No"
"Never? Why not?" I wondered.
"Because it is gross."
Curious.
When soda was passed around, I took a gulp, and let out a long, majestic belch. I thought it was a winner, and I looked to my fellows for signs of approval. Bewildered was I when I found only sour looks! Frowns fell all around.
"Don't do that," Manuel mandated.
"What? You mean Mexicans dont burp?" I asked, amazed.
"No"
"Never? Why not?" I wondered.
"Because it is gross."
Curious.
posted by MYW at 6:52 PM
4 Comments:
I have enough hair dryers thank you Mr Robot
I hope you understand that when I asked if "mexicans dont burp?" I was jesting, although I appreciate your verbose and scholarly response. The point was that in this particular setting, a consistency of values and what I would deem common sense were trumped by something else, something elusive. Of course, my definition of common sense is perhaps weighted by my cultural upbringing, which may make my conclusions less objective, but also are what make this blog unique, and what spawned it in the first place.
All of which is reinforced by the fact that I make no conclusions or generalizations here. You might note that Manuel is the only one who does so. I am merely pointing out an incident that proved curious to my sense of logic and to my value system.
Also, somewhat unrelated, it would be appreciated that when you say something, you take credit for it by leaving at least half of your name.
Also, I would like to say that in no way is a dislike for Chekhov a negative trait.
The reason it was amusing is that the passage we were reading ("A Marriage Proposal") is full of very stupid tricks - plays on homophones and double meanings - in a way that is cumbersome and simply dumb. The kids, struggling to just understand it, of course couldn't see how stunted the prose is.
ps. One thing I can generalize about is that most people don't refer to themselves in the third person.
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