I had just had a friendly and fun dinner with some Cuban VIPs because of a work thing. After dinner I was supposed to take a picture of the US and Cuban group together.
I tried to tell everyone “Say ‘Cheese’” because I knew it would be odd but interesting to the Spanish speakers who were unfamiliar with American ways, but I don’t speak Spanish very well.
I said, “Hablo Queso,” which means ‘I speak cheese.’
Well, that hopefully made them smile!
Can’t be bothered to translate it all. In short, a fly flew into my nose and dragged an ungodly amount of snot out with it. With narry a handkerchief in sight.
My best friend described it as: “I thought your brain was running out!”