Bone to pick

Three young men enter a Polo store in some outlet in New Jersey. Two of the kids, the best dressed ones, spend their time looking and gathering shirts and sweaters while the other one, the darkest one and the only one with dread locks, walks around with a bored and oblivious look in his eyes. After Thirty minutes, and what seemed to the rasta like an eternity, they all walk to the counter. A chubby girl stuffed in a two sizes too small polo shirt with a golden insignia and “Russia” written across, fills two overweight paper bags with all the clothes the two twenty something year olds gathered. After they pay for the overpriced yet “sale of the year” clothes, one of the two that were looking around, the shortest one of the three, says something to the other two in Spanish and then turns around to the girl and asks her in a heavy undefined accent:
-Can you give me more bags for these clothes?-
The blond girl smugishly replies:
-No, we can only give two bags per costumer-
The other well dressed kid, the more Caucasian looking and the tallest one of the three by a long shot, asks the girl politely with the same odd accent:
-but couldn’t you please give us one more? This bags are kind of heavy.-
The girl, with an annoyed tone to her voice barks back:
- The policy is only two bags per costumer!-
The black kid, who had been reclined against the counter giving his back to the register, turns around and without missing a bit asked:
-Is that policy only for blacks and latinos or also for white suburban women like the one that walked out with four bags five minutes ago?-
Shocked, the girl tries to mumble something but before she is able to utter a word, the over-educated black kid demands:
-I would like to talk to the manager please-
The sales girl walks away with a concerned and astonished look on her face, while the two confused kids talk to the black one in Spanish. After a couple minutes the girl comes back with a shorter and brunette version of herself who asks with a fake smile on her face:
-How may I help you?-
The young black kid responds without moving the dreadlocks off that cover one of his eyes:
-Hi. We just bought two hundred and fifty dollars worth of merchandise and we plan to go to other stores. These bags are quite heavy and I’m afraid they are going to rip off after an hour of carrying them around. Could we please have some more bags?-
The girls redistributes the clothes with another two bags. The three boys walk out laughing.

Presidential Elections in Colombia and Colombian Poetry

Well, the second voting round for the next president of Colombia is almost here and even though this process might seem a little confusing for people (I'm more lost than a needle in a hay stack; I'm not sure this translates well) it seems that the two options now are Noemi Sanin and Juan Manuel Santos. I personally don't like either one, Sanin seems to flip constantly on her positions plus it seem a little... how do I put it... Opus Deish (with all due respect to the church) and then Santos, well apart from the fact that his family probably owns half of the country and that he might have a little trigger finger problem, he is not that bad... he'll keep the politics of Uribe to the max... oh wait that sounds pretty bad... but it seems that keeping the politics of Uribe is just what the majority of the Colombian people want...no wait, the majority of Colombian voters want, big difference (I'm sure the IDP's are not very big fans of Santos) . Anyways I visited this website to learn more about the two candidates but oddly enough they didn't find anything about Santos or my choice for President Antanas Mockus
http://www.elecciones.com.co/
So your best bet is to go to the candidates websites and try to see through their bullish. For those who speak Spanish (or want to practice it) here is a great video of important questions made by Colombians which the candidates will never answer (specially the one about shoe shinning cabins)

http://www.citytv.com.co/videos/18948/que-tema-vital-los-candidatos-presidenciales-no-estan-planteando

Well, don't want to leave you all in a bad mood so please check out this video: a great interpretation by El Parcero del popular # 8 of a great the great poem Rin Rin Renacuajo written by Rafael Pombo: