An Exhaust Problem, A Plumbing "Issue", A Rat Bastard
A motorbike tatoo- those pipes are hot!!
It's healing nicely.
This is what happens when your bungalow is closest to the ocean(or the lowest down the hill) and it rains for a full two days. By the way, this is a squatting toilet, and those little "twigs" are really bugs- and they're alive. Not sure what kind of septic system they have but it not work so well. "I think it was the pate'."
This is what happens when you have three bungalow-mates, and one of them is a rat. This is why our stay might be extended(new passport). On a lighter note, he also tore up our toilet paper, soap, some foot cream, and (from the rafters) dropped a fresh shit on my toe. Rat Bastard will not be missed.(note that the nibbles are on the id page)
posted by CHunkey @ 7:27 AM
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Here's my comment---Leave Rat alone--have you ever thought that perhaps, just frikin maybe, he was hungry and (oh the despair) the best meal he could find was your passport which if I may note is generally stuffed into your back pocket adjacent to a very very humid region. Oh the humanity---Free Rat Now.
Dear Tron,
Should have known you would have sided with Rat Bastard; you always had a rodent 'preference'. Well, good for you, I'll bring you home some toilet paper tubes and duct tape to help the 'cause'.
Thanks, Andrea,
Though I must say the true interesting experience for Erika is sleeping in the same room as I after all the spicy food I eat.
Thanks for your good wishes, and may all you and yours keep the hell out of trouble, too!
love
CHad
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