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Wednesday, November 2, 2011

Jamaican Me Feel Stupid

Once upon a time, long before The Squeeze, I dated Jamaican Guy.  He was from Jamaica.  He was smart, funny, interesting, and good-looking.  He also had an accent so thick he had to repeat himself ad infinitum before I actually understood.

My Sister the Lawyer, upon Facebook stalking him for photos as we discussed the issue, said:

"That's a problem?"



(True:  I love tropical beach vacations.  So if you find yourself with an extra ticket to some exotic locale, I give you permission to invite me.)
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6 comments:

  1. Brian R. ChristensenNovember 2, 2011 at 1:26 PM

    Jamaican me wanna sit on a tropical beach right now, next to some exotic beauty in a bikini. No!... I mean next to my beautiful wife. Yeah, that.

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  2. Dana the BipedNovember 2, 2011 at 3:23 PM

    I went to Jamaica once, and there were lots of exotic beauties. But I was with a bunch of other cream-puff-skinned Wisconsinites like me. I burned until I puked--and that was with spf 85 sunscreen.

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  3. AnonymousNovember 3, 2011 at 11:44 AM

    She looked really "hot" though!

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  4. Dana the BipedNovember 3, 2011 at 3:32 PM

    Ba-dum chick!

    (Thanks, Mom!)

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  5. AnonymousNovember 9, 2011 at 6:21 PM

    I still don't find an issue with not being unable to understand him... :)

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  6. Dana the BipedNovember 10, 2011 at 8:19 AM

    World, meet My Sister the Lawyer.

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