ONLY IN SPAIN.
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I was jogging through Cabanillas yesterday—decked out in running shorts, running shoes, a Sony Walkman® and little else—when a man walking down the street signaled me to stop.
I removed the headphones from my ears and he asked, “Can you lend me a cigarette?”
Now, just think about that for a minute.
posted by Sal DeTraglia @ 9:49 AM
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Sal, Sal, Sal. You realy shouldn't set yourself up this way. Since this is a family blog I will keep the rude comments to myself but it is very tempting....
~ B
A "Midnight Cowboy" scenario, eh? I pride myself on finding the naughty side of every situation, but I must admit...this one escaped me.
Must be something in the NW Pacific air. :-)
Sal
Wow! So did you ask where this guy learned how to speak English, and how he knew you spoke English?
Hello my Austuriano friend:
He asked me in Spanish. It would've been impossible for him to tell that I was American, because (a) I wasn´t wearing hair mousse; (b) I don't have an enormous beer belly; and (c) I don't wax my chesthairs.
Besides...American's don't smoke. Our vices are Doritos and Coca-cola. ;-)
Sal
Hello Iron man:
Although I pretty much look like a Spaniard (including my not-so-imposing 5´9" stature), you are correct...all 5,000 of my townsfolk know that I am a gringo. I often expect an old widow to approach me in a grocery store and say, "Ah! Your underwear! I see that you switched from briefs to boxers last week."
But it cuts both ways. I am just as nosy about them as they are about me. Point of fact: My next door neighbor is not wearing any underwear at all this morning.
Sal
reminds me of bill clinton jogging to mcdonalds
I was of course aware of the fact that he asked it in Spanish. I just couldn't resist to make that foolish remark.
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