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Have you heard of the Mexican Word of the Day?

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It may help if you know a few words of Spanish, or if you live somewhere where they speak Spanish, but regardless, I think these are quite hilarious. Enjoy!

Mexican Word of the Day: WAFER
I wanted to go to the movies with my friends, pero los mensos didn’t wafer me.
Mexican Word of the Day: July
Ju told me ju were going to tha store and JULY to me! JULYER

Mexican Word of the Day: Mushroom
Orale vato, when all my family gets in the car there’s not mushroom!

Mexican Word of the Day: Chicken
My wife wanted me to go to the store, pero chicken go herself.

Mexican word of the day is Rectum
I got 2 cars but not anymore because my wife rectum.

Mexican word of the day is Texas
My ruca always Texas me when I’m not home wondering where I’m at.

Mexican word of the day is Defender
Last week my ruca wrecked my car pero gracias a dios nothing happen 2 tha grill just defender.



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Mexican word of the day is Juarez
My vieja slapped me and I said, Juarez your freaking problem?

Mexican word of the day is Cheese*
My girlfriend wants me to get her pregnant pero cheese crazy!
* This is the funniest one to me

Mexican word of the day is Brief
My homie farted bad that I couldn’t brief.

Mexican word of the day is Cashew
I tried running after you but I couldn’t cashew!

New words:

WATER
My vieja gets mad and I dont even know water problem is.

THIRSTY

So it was you I saw at Gualgrins buying Veeks last THIRSTY?

Added on 6/19/08
Urine – I was banging my ruca, she sceamed “URINE the wrong hole pendejo!”

Urine – Muevete a la chingada, URINE my way.

Pasturize – Yo vato, that bullet almost hit you. It went right PASTURIZE.



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Inspired by a a hater post from someone named Janet, here’s one I came up with:

Mexican word of the day: Racist

My homie and I were getting to the race track, when my homes got pissed and said: “I told you we shoulda left earlier cabron, the racist started”

Mexican word of the day: Extinct

Whenever my ruca and I finish doing it, extincts like foot and ass

Change your chones, extincts like pacuso (pata, culo y sudor)

Mexican word of the day: Stunna

My ruca came in to get the kids, she asked: “Where are they?” I said “stunna”

Mexican word of the day: Ears and Oaks

Ears the $100 I oaks ya

Mexican Word of the day: Disney

Went to the doctor’s, he asked “where does it hurt” I said “dis knee”

Mexican word of the day: Deodorant

I opened the window, but deodorant gone yet.

Meh

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I’m feeling really meh today.  Not sure why.

This morning, when we were getting ready to come in to town for the day, I remembered something that happened a long time ago.  My parents, brother and I were on a ferry boat crossing the Orinoco river on our way to visit my grandma.  This drunk guy walks, well more like stumbles, past my brother and I.  We commented about how drunk the guy was and chuckled about it.  A few moments go by, and I look back to see that the guy is standing behind the safety rope, on the plank that cars drive over to drive onto the ferry, urinating into the water.  Suddenly, the ferry makes a sudden movement, and the guy fell overboard.

Once the guy went over, people started yelling to get the captain’s attention.  The captain, slowed the ferry down and started to turn it around to go back and pick the guy up.

In the meantime, the guy frantically starts to swim towards the ferry, but is getting noticeably more and more tired with each stroke.  A moment later, his swimming slowed.  Then it stopped.

He started treading water, waiting for the ferry to get to him.  Waving a hand in the air so we wouldn’t lose him in the wake and the waves.  He must’ve tired because he just went under.  He surfaced a little bit downstream from his original position, arms flailing in the air, but then he went under again.

I remember hearing someone say that if he surfaced again, he would live, if not, he was going to drown.  He never resurfaced.

His body, was never found.

He was a tall man, of about average weight, wearing beige pants and a brown shirt that was half way unbuttoned.  We never saw anything about it in the news, no one seemed to miss him.  If anyone did miss him, it never made it to any news outlet.  I don’t know why I remembered this event today.  I don’t remember the date that this happened, I only remember the place where it happened.  For years, I think I told myself that the guy resurfaced again, we just didn’t see him.  He made it to shore and walked home, with a heckuva story to tell.

I don’t feel guilty about watching the guy drown.  As a certified lifeguard, I know that if you jump in to save a drowning person, two people will drown that day.  The guy was too far away to throw him a life line, not that there was one available, and besides he should not have been behind the rope.  I think it’s sad that the man drowned, but there was nothing that I or anyone could’ve done to save him.

Peace be with him.