Uno: When in Doubt Blame America

[commie_island]

[He wakes up and blinks slowly. This isn’t his house. He can tell just from laying there. This place is too....he looks around and after a bit of searching finds the phone. Have an incredibly angry Cuban yelling at you Mayfield, thick accent included]

America!

What do you think you’re pulling, kidnapping me like this?

If this is another one of your stupid schemes to kill my boss, I swear....

[There's a pause as he sighes and looks around.]

Shit. Your house is worse than I thought.

Comments

[mr-blandy-bland.livejournal.com]

This really isn't America's fault, Mr. Cuba.

[lasersallover.livejournal.com]

I already took care of your boss.

[THUMBS UP]

[riflerosti.livejournal.com]

Cuba?

[wafels.livejournal.com]

Huh?

Cuba, is that... you?

[hartmanhips.livejournal.com]

[hears the accent and cocks her head to the side. Mexican? No. But definitely some sort of Spanish or Portuguese accent. And the panic is par for the course. She's heard a lot of it.]

Calm down, I'll try and tell you everything, darling! [there's a moments pause before she gives in to the urge to ask anyways.] Você fala Português?