Some days ago was celebrated Saint Eugne's feast, and my father got some new presents.... (yes, my father's first name is Eugne; no, he's not from Oregon)... among these was a bottle Matusalem brand Cuban rum. I opened it for him, and we exchanged totally predictable jokes you imagine easily....
A moment later the radio published Compay Segundo died and there was a pause in the conversation.
We hoisted one to the Compay's memory.
My father commented:
- Anyway, he was 15 years older than me.
After a moment spent meditating, he concluded:
- Next week bring me another bottle.
A moment later the radio published Compay Segundo died and there was a pause in the conversation.
We hoisted one to the Compay's memory.
My father commented:
- Anyway, he was 15 years older than me.
After a moment spent meditating, he concluded:
- Next week bring me another bottle.
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Claustrophobia. I love cookie dough.
Lots of it, actually.
It's kinda depressing...