Yesterday morning on the way to the creche we were singing Guantanamera in the car (really, we’re the Von Trapps). Well I was mostly humming and Mr. Waffle who had the advantage of spending a number of his formative years in Latin America was singing. I asked what the words meant and he said “Peasant lass from Guantanamo, trust me, I am a sincere man from where the palm trees grow and I like your orange jump suit”.
on 22 April 2005 at 23:05
And I believed him, too…Congratulations, by the way!
on 23 April 2005 at 14:13
Yeah, me too, I’m very gullible. And thank you for your sweetie and congrats!