Quick But Noteworthy Parentheticals to "Enlightenment and My Progress (Or Lack Thereof)"
I have come to the calculated conclusion that, mathematically, Mr. Snoogles is wierd to the nth degree. His strangeness knows no bounds.
After a minor allergy attack this morning, Mr. Snoogles kindly informed me that the way I pronounce my sneeze is uniformly American. He postulated that the HA-chooing is, to wit, a Western Thing. I asked him, in turn, what the correct pronunciation of a Japanese sneeze might sound like, to which he replied:
"HAKKKUUUUUSHOOOOOYAAAAAA!"
In other recent news, Mr. Snoogles, commenting on the endearing, youthful qualities of the recently admitted freshman girls, announced:
"They are cute, like little pussies!"
It took the International Exchange Center staff a second to realize that his similie's comparative antecedent was meant to invoke an image of small playful kittens, NOT a collection of vaginas.
He is now performing karate chops over the (rather unruly) copy machine.

2 Comments:
I am never going to forget when he came in and called you "lucky boy." I was SO PERPLEXED as to WHY THE HELL he'd just say that out of the blue when you walk in. "Lucky boy."
Its also unnerving but strangely enearing to have him just say my name all the time out of the blue. "Lambertino-san." Just like that. All day long.
Here is your Mr. Snoogles ;D
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Yeah, you're a solider for dealing with that all day. I couldn't handle it. I think he enjoys it because he can pratice rolling his tongue. I'm also not sure how to react to him calling me a -lucky boy-...nor am I sure how to deal with his uncanny ability to speak in monologues all day long!
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