Dont know what to call this!!! Surrealist Americans???

"So who's the person with a star on the head whose poster is on your door?", he asked.

I stared at him...I was wondering if I was short of hearing.

"Was it Fidel Castro?", he asked again.

...No, I had perfect hearing capability....

I thought to myself, "Baba ke giye jiggesh kor shala!"

I apologized to the great man's soul before answering, "It's Che Guevara actually".

"Oh right...Didn't he die?"

.....mone hoy jeno Bhishwa! ichchhe moron aarki...tor baba merechhe re!

I looked at him and said, "He was killed...by the CIA...and he was chopped to pieces..."

There was a long pause...i ate my toast and they ate their rice and salad and meat for lunch...

"You are not allowed to go to Cuba, isn't it?", I asked.

"Right...But I did go to Guantanamo", he said.

"So what did you think of Guantanamo?", I asked.

"Oh it was great...the weather was great...it was so beautiful...it's like heaven..."

I kept looking at him...then kept munching my toast..It was necessary!

Breaking the short but distinctive silence his fiancee (Australian...hence politically smarter) filled in, "I don't think she asked about the weather, honey..."



Note: The person is in the US Navy...studying International Relations at the moment...The fact that I have not used their names here is cos' I dont know their names yet...