Eemerelda in her black gauze mumu, with the flowers embroidered around the neck, gazes soulfully at Juan. How she loves him. A tear runs from the corner of her eye, past the furry eyelashes (like fuzzy black caterpillars curling round her small eyes) trickles down her chins, to fall on her huge heaving bosoms. She grips the cross on her chest manfully and says "Juan, I swears that tu es one beeg pile of steeming peeg sheet if you thinks I leaf you here for Rambo Gringa. I, Eemerelda iss no afraids of beeg shakings of rocks or poppings of gunnerys. Eemerelda sends Little Juan, Maria, Angelica, Jesus, Nicholas, and Roberto to Ciudad del Este, and mi mama say she picks up Renovas cases.
Eemerelda thinks of everything, Juan, I no leaf you to mercies of Americana whorrrrres, who do god know no what weeth you <crosses herself>. Eemerelda no leaf your side" <Now Juan is crying too, but for a different reason, as he sees the gleaming Rambi skin of soft little bunnies and golden hair she Goddess slipping out of his grasp.> |
