The squirrels?
www.b3ta.com/questions/offtopic/post494912

I'm up to five of them so far. And I saw a sixth one this morning sniffing around out there.

Guatemala was fascinating. A friend of mine is a social worker who does a lot of stuff down there dealing with intercountry adoptions and deportation hardship cases and brought me along as her assistant as she had to travel into some really backwoods places. (San Marcos is one of the nastiest cities I've ever seen- I suspect we were about the only gringos there, and the place was dirty and polluted as hell. I got propositioned by a girl as we walked to the bus station to take us out beyond El Rodeo. It was like a nightmare version of Newark.)

I managed to do a few fun things there- I climbed a volcano and got to stay in a hostel on Lake Atitlan for a few days, and saw a fair bit of Antigua- but most of it was spent traveling by chicken bus on scary roads at frightening speeds driven by scrawny little guys with pinpoint pupils.

I was actually relieved to return to Florida.
( The Resident Loon Not a demographic. Do not measure., Wed 5 Aug 2009, 20:40, 1 reply, 16 years ago)

blimey
for some reason I'm reminded of the scene in La Bamba where the pimp offers his lady with a promise of 'smells like fish, tastes like chicken'

damn squirrels *shakes fist*
( Lisette von Falcon, Wed 5 Aug 2009, 20:49, Reply)

Painting squirrels is fun.
Especially when I see their bright blue butts run off into the underbrush and know that I've just utterly humiliated the little fuckers.

None have returned yet...
( The Resident Loon Not a demographic. Do not measure., Wed 5 Aug 2009, 21:00, Reply)

sad times

( Lisette von Falcon, Wed 5 Aug 2009, 21:02, Reply)