My roommates are dyed in the wool caucasian Mexicans. Not that my feelings for them have anything to do with their race, not at all. I just thought I should give a little background in the very beginning.
Lately my roommates have been trying to decorate the apartment with what little things they have. So on our walls we have a collection of pretty neat things. I think my favorite is the strip of gift wrap taped to the wall, it just adds so much color and personality to our little home (oh yeah, don't forget the paper chain that extends across the entire apartment and showcases just how poor we really are). Across from this beautiful piece of gift wrap is a humongous Mexican flag. I understand the whole show your colors thing, but please do it in your own room. It's actually almost embarrassing to invite people over (it's always the first thing they notice!).
So even though I'm not Mexican, apparently my whole apartment has become sympathetic to everything Mexican whether I like it or not. We apparently live in Mexico, people! We don't have choices!
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