Jesus made a sour face and stated, “Who’d of thought that the infamous Mexican government would clean up their act and actually abide by the law? I mean, after decades of corrupt practices and then they have to up and grow a conscience. You just can’t trust anybody these days!”
Juan closed his eyes and shook his head back and forth in disbelief. Then sizing up the situation, he very subtly pulled out a very small cell phone, which had been well-concealed in his boot, and placed a very quiet call to his older brother.
Carlos answered quickly and demanded, “Juan, where the hell are you? I’ve been trying to get ahold of you. Do you have any leads on our missing uncle? And don’t tell me you’ve gone Bozotic on me!”
Juan blankly stared off into space and absentmindedly asked, “Bozotic?”
Carlos snapped, “Yes, Bozotic. You know, that’s where Bozo the Clown has a colossal idiotic moment and goes Bozotic for all intents and purposes!”
Juan, with a very annoyed tone, responded, “No, Carlos. I have not gone Bozotic.” Then in a hushed tone, he triumphantly proclaimed, “But, yes, Carlos, I have found our uncle.”
Carlos did a double take and, somewhat relieved but puzzled, asked, “That is good news. Where did you find him?”
Juan somewhat dejectedly offered, “I’m in the cell next to Uncle Jesus.”
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