I Feel Like Chulupas Tonight.

[JW Frogen]

I am at work. It is night here in Australia.

We have a cleaner from El Salavador. He was in the army in the 1980s and had to flee the country. (My guess is he led some death squads).

Needless to say I like him.

But he can be irritating, he rings this buzzer over and over to get into the loading dock and will not wait for you to answer, he just rings and rings and rings like the building is about to hit an ice berg.

So he rings tonight. I let him in and he says "thank you" and then I think I have turned off the speaker and I say "go **** yourself with a chulupa!"

He yelled "what?"

I paused and then said "buenas noches".

And he replied "buenas noches my freind."

What a save! I could work for the UN.

Now I have a horrible craving for chulupas.

 

[Skull Pilot]

Crunchy on the outside and squishy on the inside?

 

[JW Frogen]

Crunchy on the outside and squishy on the inside?

That sums up our working relationship.

 

[editec]

You have an El Salvadoran in OZ?

He must be the guy they named the Australian crawl after.

 

[JW Frogen]

We have people from everywhere here, I think one and four people in Australia were born overseas.

Or in the case of Kiwis, over PCs.

 

[random3434]

So did you ever eat your Chulupa Frog?

 

[JW Frogen]

Nope.

Finding a Chulupa in Perth past 9pm is harder than Tiger Woods penis.

I know a lame joke, but Jay Leno would still pinch it.

 

[JW Frogen]

And now we have had a incident with Chimichangas!

 

[Anguille]

I Feel Like Chulupas Tonight.

You look like one too.

 

[007]

No te comas el challupa, le dará ardor de estómago.

 

[JW Frogen]

I have no clue what you wrote, and Bablefish is too many clicks away from my away, so I will interpret it as "Frogen, I love you and think you better than Christ."

Thank you my Amigo.

Gracious.