Si tendria 'el guts' de hacer un viaje con ese producto volveria muuuuuuuuuuuuuy rico pero temo que vaya a tener que ganar mi dinero por maneras mas 'usual', jejeje

Hi mate. The reason that some will find this anywhere from humourous to crazy is that even though you'd probably have to try quite hard to electrocute yourself using the above shower, the risk is significantly greater than it would be with a hard-wired and fully watertight fitting. You simply couldn't set your shower up like that in the UK. As a point of interest (or maybe otherwise), we don't even have flick switches in our bathrooms, you legally need to use a ceiling-mounted switch that you operate by pulling a piece of string!

Yeh, you can't beat em eh? Does that mean that I now have to join them though???

Sounds quite a crappy experience, was that like an eclectic fence then? They might have telt you beforehand... I know standard differ from place to place but having live stuff all over the place is a bit mental if you axe me, it's not like it'd take a whole lot of effort to sort a lot of it our either, oh well. Of to Colombia now, should be fun.

Like - la vache est dans l'abre...

I guess the issue is that it's not often that someone actually sharts. It's less often that someone sharts around other people and I'd wager that it's a very rare occurrence in which one would find oneself in a position whereby one is aware or made aware that somebody had just sharted and therefore be able to partake in schartenfreude. Working into convo though should be less difficult - let me know how it goes man.

The one German word I'd love to merember is that massive one that means something like the badge on the hat of the captain of the boat that goes across the such and such river.

I did submit a pseudo-German word to Roger's Profanisaurus recently:

Shartenfreude - the pleasure derived from knowing that your mate, whilst intending to fart, has just inadvertently shat himself.

Glad to be of humourial aid - a good way to start the day. Yeh, they are good and I suppose that it doesn't matter what diseases they may contain so long as you fry them for long enough. It is though a little off-putting seeing one's dinner prepared with an AIDS cloth! Defo keen to sort out a tostone session when I get back.

Actually, I taught him everything he knows...

Right, this woman is currently sweeping the little garden area in front of where I'm sat - she's actually sweeping the soil - that' just weird!

Scrotty rags aside, tostones are really tasty, give 'em a go man.