Male Vaginal Discharge and Alligator Swamps

Today was just more file searching at the office. Miles and I found something really funny that caught us off guard though; the file was for a 49 year old male, and “vaginal discharge” was listed under his current medical conditions…?!!? We started cracking up…this was clearly a weird mistake. But what condition was really supposed to be here….? Hmmm….

Miles also got an interesting sex talk from Dr. Khan today. I had walked back to our file work, and he followed Dr. Khan into his office, and when he returned, he was kind of traumatized. He told me that Dr. Khan gave him technical instructions on how to have sex. .and he said the funniest part was that Khan referred to it as “dipping in”…auh! Glad I missed that one.

Later that night, Miles and his host brother Boom Boom came over to play a card game with my three host brothers and I. The game was called donkey spoons, and Mini made some pretty harsh consequences for whoever lost the game. It was only fair that he himself lost, right? So, out of the ten consequences, we were really contemplating two, but decided he was getting the “fear factor drink”. All of us headed into the kitchen to cook up a concoction for him to drink, and it was pretty bad. The drink consisted of chili juice, peri-peri hot sauce, mayo, an egg, beets with beet juice, minced garlic, cooked spinach greens, sea salt, water, and to top it all off, a coconut marshmellow. I think that was it—there might have been a few other gross things in there. Anyways, Mini was freaking out saying he was allergic to everything in the drink because he didn’t want to drink it. What a sucker! He could make the consequence up, commit somebody else to it, but couldn’t handle it himself, so we had no mercy. We all headed outside to watch him chug his fear factor drink. He pouted about it for a long time while we all yelled at him to get it over with and get to drinking. Zola even popped her head out of the back door and told Mini to man up and drink it haha. He stuck his tongue into the drink and told us it was disgusting and that he couldn’t do it—wasn’t that the point?!? We continued to convince him to do it, and finally he took a big chug…and then immediately spit it AAALLL out. None of us were happy with that…so we told him he had to drink half of the glass (it was pretty tall) before we were pleased with him completing his consequence. He told us it was way too hot, so we gave in and gave him a milk “chaser” haha. We got him to take another drink, which he immediately spit out as well. He wasn’t too happy. We told him that if he drank a shot glass of the mixture, swallowing it all, then he could be done. He agreed, drank, and spit it all out. So, since he failed at completing that consequence, we all agreed that he then had to complete the other dare we were contemplating earlier (:

My host family has a swimming pool in their backyard, which used to be nice, but the cleaning tube or whatever it is that purifies the water broke about two months ago. It now looks like an alligator swamp. As you can guess, the second dare was to jump into the pool and stay there for three minutes. We were trying to be nice, and instead of making him stay in for three minutes since he at least attempted the other bet, he just needed to just jump in. From the lower back yard, you have to go up stairs to reach the pool. Mini was being really stubborn, so Miles’ host brother Boom Boom had to grab his hand and drag him up there, including up the stair pole…haha! When they finally got him up there, he wouldn’t get into the pool. He was being such a weenie for having created all of these consequences. The boys each grabbed one of his limbs to throw him in, and in an effort to make things easier for mini (aren’t I sweet? :) ) I suggested that they take off his pants and shirt so that he was only in shorts. I would imagine that to be a lot more comfortable when wet in a nasty pond. Mini was still fighting, so they boys took his clothes off in midst air. Once he was down to his drawls (just kidding, shorts) they all tried to lunge him into the pool, but he was a fighter! They struggled to get him in for about five minutes while I stood back and took pictures while cracking up. They finally succeeded, and in he went. He quickly climbed out and tried to shake all of the water off onto us; what a punk. He immediately went in to take a bath, and that I don’t blame him for. The ‘swamp’ is pretty scary. We had so much fun, and laughed like crazy. I took tons of pictures of all of this that I posted on my facebook if you want to see our fun (:

Miles also reminded me of something that we saw while in Margate. All of the villagers set up their crafts and items around the beach to sell, and while walking down, everything surrounds you, so it’s inevitable to see it all. We both had looked down at a certain set, and happened to see rhinestoned “dolche and cabana” sunglasses, and died laughing. We wanted to take a picture, but didn’t want to offend the woman, or make us stick out more as ‘tourists’. I know quite a few people that would have appreciated those though (mamacita :) )