Here's to it

Part two on the socio-cultural experiment of adding a nationality to an everyday item.

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From the same mind that brought you the Mexican Toothbrush and a dog who talks to flies comes the round poop and the German tamale.

The nationality plus common item - expressed thusly {(N) ~c} x I is now applicable to food stuffs. Make way for
the
German Tamale
the
Swedish Pickle
the
Croatian Kabob
the
Polish Creme Puff
the

anyway,

create your own while noticing the different connotations each country brings to the food.

Now, the round poop.
I must tell you, without even a smirk of a hint of a lie, I am not shitting you - literally and figuratively - what follows is pure Colombian Truth.

Awhile back, I was at school; it was a good day, no kids.
I had the feeling that it would be totally uneventful, everything A - O - K.
Coffee worked like it always did, with alacrity.
Suddenly,

Comments

  1. BugFebruary 7, 2007 at 1:37 PM

    Riley, you're getting weirder all the time. Way to go.

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