We Just Can't Be Amazed, Even If You Pull The Pin From Your Hand Grenade...

I like it when my grandma's friends come and visit after dinner and they settle themselves in a chair at the table. Cause in a few minutes the room is infused with gossip and spanglish and sounds of "Ay No", "Andalepues" and "On Mondee or was it Tuesdee?..". They drink cafe con leche or tea and a gallon of honey (thats my grandma) and suppose what is going on in their ring of friends. I say suppose because they never know for sure what is going on. They throw out possible scenarios like "I think that house is empty, cause the roses are never pruned." And then they challenge each others hypotheses until they come to a conclusion that may or not be correct.