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Myself, Dad, and Nana just went for a lovely Mexican-cooking-lesson/dinner that was taught/cooked by two friends of my dad's business partner, an American ex-pat named Travis and his Mexican husband Edgar. It was fantastic and a good time was had by all. So of course on the walk back to the condo Nana says that the only complaint she had was that Edgar was hard to understand, and then out of nowhere says, "I guess he's the woman of the pair." /o\ /o\

I hate speaking to my family /o\ They're all so ignorant. They're not even particularly hateful about it, which makes it hard to write them off completely. They just feel sad for the icky perverts. D:<

>:|

I am really enjoying Mexico, though. I would love to come back with someone with a sane worldview. BUT I am not letting my relations ruin my holiday. \o/

Oh no, we're on to politics. D: D: