Graph, one thing you gotta' say about us Florida folk, we love our guns! The cutest and sweetest little Colombian girl I ever met (and married) packs a .38.
Now my wife speaks perfect English, no accent but she still thinks in Spanish so sometimes the phrases come out a little odd. Never forget the time she pulled up to the old house and from somewhere pebbles came over the roof from the lake behind the house and she yelled out "you throw rocks, I throw bullets" which would make perfect sense in Spanish but sounds funny in English. And my stepmother who is also Colombian? After 35 years my birthday cards still say "Hoppy Beerday" and for Thanksgiving "Hoppy Sangjives". Now throw in my Hatian brother-in-law, my Tennessee family with their accents, my step mother, my wifes family and guess who translates when we all get together? Miami, what a life, why be in a glass bubble looking in, I just dove in the day we arrived and started living here. Rememebr "Que Pasa USA?" (sorry, can't do the upside down). We all know "Steven Bauers" (Scarface) real name and how he went to Miami High and we all have a friend who beat up Rick Sanches in high school and I met Antonio Oquendo (Abuelo to Miamians) at the Taco bell on 132 and West Dixie. And Skipper Chuck died this week, "peace, love and happiness" and I will always remember getting ready for school and hearing a singer insert the "F" word into the song on his show. Oh well, Miami Boys back to the subject at hand... Where are you?...
Now my wife speaks perfect English, no accent but she still thinks in Spanish so sometimes the phrases come out a little odd. Never forget the time she pulled up to the old house and from somewhere pebbles came over the roof from the lake behind the house and she yelled out "you throw rocks, I throw bullets" which would make perfect sense in Spanish but sounds funny in English. And my stepmother who is also Colombian? After 35 years my birthday cards still say "Hoppy Beerday" and for Thanksgiving "Hoppy Sangjives". Now throw in my Hatian brother-in-law, my Tennessee family with their accents, my step mother, my wifes family and guess who translates when we all get together? Miami, what a life, why be in a glass bubble looking in, I just dove in the day we arrived and started living here. Rememebr "Que Pasa USA?" (sorry, can't do the upside down). We all know "Steven Bauers" (Scarface) real name and how he went to Miami High and we all have a friend who beat up Rick Sanches in high school and I met Antonio Oquendo (Abuelo to Miamians) at the Taco bell on 132 and West Dixie. And Skipper Chuck died this week, "peace, love and happiness" and I will always remember getting ready for school and hearing a singer insert the "F" word into the song on his show. Oh well, Miami Boys back to the subject at hand... Where are you?...
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