Idiot Wind

So Ernesto slogged across the straights, ran aground down in the Florida City/End of the Line/Tippy Top of the Keys, and proceded to do not much.
And, just as I tried (and failed) not to make the obvious jokes about illegal immigrants, the Florida Straights and the name Ernesto, I am not going to be able to keep my fingers off the keyboard about this: Just like all the other latino men who float across from Cuba, Ernesto was full of sound and fury, and when push came to shove, did absolutely nothing.

Eso es muy típico.
Posted by .(JavaScript must be enabled to view this email address) on 08/30 at 10:25 AM in Life? Don’t Talk to Me About Life.

(3) Comments
#1. Posted by RJ on August 30, 2006

At your request, and just so you won’t have to be un-PC alone, a quote from a guy we used to know: “If words were bullets, Cuba would be free.”

There.  You happy now?

#2. Posted by brette on August 30, 2006

Ernesto ‘emmingway.

#3. Posted by gigi on September 04, 2006

I am chuckling into my Cuba libre.

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