So the thing about waking up drunk is that there is time to ward off the hang over by continuing to drink. But then if you aren't careful you are looking at a 2 - three day bender. Not pretty. But that's not really what this post is about. Thursday morning I woke up to the sound of the english rock station blaring due to Coco's bro Abraham turning it on and laughing. Nothing like a little Kiss & their "rock & Roll all Night" to roll you out of bed to drunkenly feed the squawking birds. I won a 500 colonies ($1) bet from abraham tho for feeding the birds, but didn't win his silver necklace since I wasn't up by 5:30 am.
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As the morning proceeds, Abraham and I are on the deck watching the crazy ass Mario chase the bull in his undies with Coco's assistance. The next thing we know, the bull is tied on the ground, the knife sharpener and knife in hand and Mario is removing the bulls balls. Then I'm being beckoned to bring the coffee to stop the bleeding. But since I didn't know anything about coffee and bull balls, I brought the pot of coffee. I am running back and forth in the field with the coffee pot, then the dry coffee, then the purple stuff to stop infection, and the dog to help lick the wound to stop the bleeding. The bull finally had enough and fought his way up, squishing Coco's hand in the rope, as Coco was sitting on top of the bulls side trying to hold him down while Mario literally sliced off the balls.
Then I've been handed the balls to carry back to the house with the bloody dog. I'm not sure why this happened or why I was able to do this. Thank you rum that was still in my system. The bull went off to think about his new ball-less life. Appearing only to be a little sad and confused. I'm sure there was pain involved but not enough for him to make much noise or passout or put up much of a fight really.
After bringing all the crazy things back to the house I took Osa the dog to the river to wash off the blood. There I decided to attempt the cold water soaking out the booze therapy and sat in the river. Mario shortly joined me blood covered and still in his ridiculous underwear. We talked of farms and land. Shortly joined by Coco. The three of us fully clothed laying in the cold river. Abraham walked down but apparently doesn't know about the cold water therapy. Which may not actually work but does take away the booze hot red burning that sometimes happens the next day. The we made it back to the house dripping wet.
Mario makes the best pinto! When he comes to stay he cooks for us and it's always REALLY good. Sadly this morning the meat in the pinto (pinto is rice and beans from the day before fried up with veggies and meat) was fresh cow balls. Of course being the token Gringa of the house and the only one visibly freaked out by the mornings situation, I was served breaky (back in bed) first. The pinto was delicious but I only ate two bites of the balls. The first bite to a. be polite and say that I tried it, and b. the second bite to confirm I did not like it. Tasted and had the texture of liver which makes me sick to think about.
Then in typical next morning Coco form we went to the bar to have a couple beers at 11am to take off the rest of the hangover. Hair of the dog really does work(especially when the beer is rimmed with salt and limon. they don't have lemons here. Limons and limes is all I have found) , unless you continue to drink. In this case you repeat the next morning, hence the 2 - 3 day binge.
Ah, what a way to start my 23rd year of life! ;)
The bull appears to be fine, though slightly embarrassed.
Kiss - Rock and Roll All Nite
You show us everything you've got
You keep on dancin' and the room gets hot
You drive us wild, we'll drive you crazy
You say you wanna go for a spin
The party's just begun, we'll let you in
You drive us wild, we'll drive you crazy
You keep on shoutin', you keep on shoutin'
(Chorus)
I wanna rock and roll all night and party every day
I wanna rock and roll all night and party every day
I wanna rock and roll all night and party every day
I wanna rock and roll all night and party every day
You keep on saying you'll be mine for a while
You're lookin' fancy and I like your style
You drive us wild, we'll drive you crazy
You show us everything you've got
Baby, baby that's quite a lot
And you drive us wild, we'll drive you crazy
You keep on shoutin', you keep on shoutin'
You are quite a writer! I like your blog. I don't know how you can leave that life... Sounds pretty good :) as long as your not the bull! Love you!
ReplyDeletemy liver is making me leave. Honestly, if it wasn't for summer in oregon and Girls Camping Weekend I might have stayed a lot longer. Oh, and the money problem. haha
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