A Strange Day
Strange day today.
I hung a Thai on a Pole and climbed up to Czech if he was Chile. Instead I found that he was Latvian at me, and said "U R guay". Russian back down the pole, I fell and injured myself.
The doctor's was closed though. I said, "Oman, I'm hurt bad. Jamaican exception for me?" and he agreed. He tried to Finnish examining me as quickly as possible. He said I'd Spained my ankle and fractured my Ukrainium.
When I got home I was Hungary as I hadn't eaten all day, so I made myself a Turkey and Swede sandwich.
On TV, there was a piece about how a theatre company had lost about a Brazilian pubic wigs when their freight ship sank in a storm. I watched in amazement as they showed countless 'Mericans floating on the ocean.