I had a pretty good 28th birthday here in K'stan. We had a Mexican feast and it was wonderful.
We invited some Kurds and had a good time. We all wore funny hats. Well, we all wore the same funny hat which we passed around. And I got some great Kurdish gifts, like a bottle of "Golden Spy," which was pour femme, but how can one expect the Kurds to read French?
It was this gift which gave me my license to thrill. So now I can do it legally!
So, in response to the above, Angie wrote:
I'm so glad that you had a cool birthday. Hey, I didn't understand what you wrote about the bottle of Golden Spy...and french. Would you please tell me again in English? I'm sure all the pieces are there for me to understand, but for some reason it's not making sense to me. It sounds like you got a bottle of wine, but the label was in French; and you didn't realize that the Kurds would even read French. And then, you went and got drunk, like you always do whenever there's alcohol present, and went on a killing spree while wearing your hot new cowboy hat.
Is that about right?
I guess I should clarify that Golden Spy is perfume.