My visitor from the USA is taking a poop right now. *bloop bloop*—the sound of poop falling in water, even though you could also hear it from a passenger’s fart on a plane, which my visitor does a lot.
Ever since I ran after him because he walked so fast in the airport I almost missed him and almost choked on my gum because of being surprised (because he is sooo incredibly handsome…ly quick), I played the role of a tour guide. Note that this comes from a person who scored lowest on spatial awareness on an intelligence test. But then again, there are certain sacrifices that you are willing to make for a blogger buddy.
Especially if he brought you a $46,000 worth of gift…
I will have to organize my notes about my visitor first before I write a decent, comprehensive post about his trip here TO WARN OTHERS. If there is one thing you must know though, that is he finished six slices of thick-crusted pizza while I just finished two. As a bonus, he is a very deep person and he thrust towards danger like a boss–that includes exposing himself around rabid, sidewalk-pooping dogs.
And since he just finished pooping and cleaning his butt now, I must end this post. Because there are other things that needs to be done…like, showing you visual evidence that he adores me so much.
And that he already has a clean butt…
I’ll surely add more about this tragedy here beecause I can’t do it on Facebook since I have a reputation to maintain. For some quickie satisfaction though, you can read another perspective about the week from the person I spent it with.