Another Laundry First
Yesterday I was doing my laundry. I was keeping a wary eye on the homeless guys smoking drugs in the bathroom (and here, I'm not exaggerating), when I was approached by a little girl maybe two years old at the oldest. I had seen her running around with her family and speaking spanish the whole time.
She walked up to me, tugged on my sleeve, and said "Hola, papa."
Even though I'm pretty certain I haven't fathered any illegitimate Mexican children, it was still kind of weird.
posted by Johnny Utah @ 12:44 PM
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Just to make sure, some day you should assemble your mound of babes ("harem") and look them over closely to see if any has some hispanic blood in them. It's hard to keep track, I know, but it's not outside the realm of possibility when you have that many women.
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