Monday, January 16, 2006

Getting Shit on in BA

Buenos Aires, Argentina

We arrived in BA on Saturday and made contact with Don Briceno (Jason's Dad) the following morning after an extended and memorable evening on the town (more on that later). We spent today eating, drinking, and enjoying the sights of what is proving to be a very exciting city. Everything was going very well up until the point where I got shit on. We were hanging out near La Florida watching a band of street-performing bluesmen and generally enjoying life. I put my shoulder against an ornate stone wall and immediately paid the price. Some villainous bird nailed me sniper-style from the ledge above. After suffering Jason's predictably enthusiastic chuckle at my expense, I set about cleaning myself, my shirt, and my newly shit-laminated backpack.

At any rate, we are safe in BA with a proper adult to watch over our antics.


Blogger jason said...

Oh, c'mon. He had poopoo in his hair. How could I not laugh?

1/17/2006 12:39 AM gmt

Anonymous Anonymous said...

You could at least pretend you're a native by grabbing some used newspaper, smear the shit all over his face, and demand compensation for the service. Heehee.

1/17/2006 5:43 PM gmt

Anonymous Anonymous said...

A fucking squirrel's thoughts are deeper than that stupid park ranger's...

1/17/2006 11:47 PM gmt

Blogger jason said...

Also, he stole my pick-a-nick basket.

The bastard.

1/18/2006 2:42 AM gmt

Anonymous Anonymous said...

Howard Stern this morning was talking about someone called "Juicy Fruit" and their blog. Juicy Fruit was a gay truck driver.

1/18/2006 3:50 PM gmt

Anonymous Anonymous said...

Getting pooped on is supposedly good luck. Not quite sure which genius statistician actually figured this out, but it's true!

1/18/2006 7:26 PM gmt

Blogger jason said...

Some ornithologist, no doubt.

1/18/2006 8:52 PM gmt


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