Seven ***** Men

*This blog post is rated PG-13. No profanity will be used, but nudity will be alluded to. Do not share with children unable to hand this topic.*

Last Wednesday was a holiday here in Argentina. El venticino de mayo. Apparently it is the anniversary of the May Revolution in 1810. Don't know what happened then, but I like celebrating holidays in another country. It feels like a random day off instead of a deserved on.

Anyways, Luise and I had gone down to microcentro to see the happenings there. On the way back I got a serious case of the hiccups. She hears me and starts giggling. It's hard to hide those things you know. She keeps giggling and tells me about a German cure for hiccups. "Just think of seven naked men" she told me. "I don't know if it works, but that's what we say. It's silly"

In awe of such a wonderful way to cure hiccups I immediately began to ponder such an idea. As I kept pondering it was quite evident to both of us that it was passed the time for my next scheduled hiccup.

It never came either.

Thinking of seven naked men really does cure hiccups.

Try it next time.

¡Besos!
La porteña Emilia