oye cubiches,
mi gente estan presente, latino hasta la muerte!!! i'm slingin round central america right now, but i been round miami a bit too....el farito.....key biscayne....pa pa pa, pe pe pe.....
i study some psychology back in the day.....and what we talkin bout is called "projecting"....and not just projecting missiles, cubiche, pero seeing something of yourself in whatever it is that you lookin at. when he looked at the hog, and it was gettin it on, he projected and saw himself gettin it on, and thats something that he respects, the act of gettin it on. he a romantic, digs on ladies, the "bone dance" is something sacred to him (as it is to me), so he let the hog get his boogie on, as i would like to think i would have too. or maybe followed him round a bit after he done his thang, and then given him the "machetazo".... like i said before, i held back on a almaco jack one time in costa rica, a real beast, an its cause i thought it was me....he wadn't gettin it on or nothin....you heard the question "what animal would yu be an why?? me, almaco jack...its how i see myself...pelagic, cool streak cross the eye, strong, predator, kinda stupid...
yu boys dont hit central america never??
z-ya