Mexican Hey Dudes Novels & Stories

Cummins waved at him, and he walked towards his table. “Good evening Manuel” Steve said, standing up to acknowledge Rodriguez, and extending his hand. “Good evening Steve, I hope you had a good drive down here” Rodriguez said in his thick Mexican accent, taking Steve’s hand in a warm handshake. “Yes I did” Steve said with a grin, they took their seats. “I would like us to keep this meeting as short as possible, so I think we should just order for beers and French fries, do you have any problem with that?” he asked.

She enjoyed looking at the restaurant crew, who are all smiling at their customers. ‘No wonder why they have a lot of customers.’ Angela thought to herself. Angela enjoyed her Chilaquiles and Enchiladas together with the welcoming environment of the restaurant. She felt longing whenever she heard a Spanish word uttered by one of the crew or the owner who just arrived a few minutes ago. “Mama! Quiero tacos al pastor!” A Mexican kid said as their family entered the restaurant.

I said when he reached the front of the stage. “Hello everyone, I am Los De Mexer. Formerly a football player of Rowainland football Club, now a player of Blackwood's Football Club. I am eager to do my best in improving and take the club to the next level with the rest of the team players!” He said to the loud ovation of the audience.

“He’s a Mexican red knee, and I would say, young adult.” “Any way of knowing where it came from?” “It’s a he. And if he came from around here, Kelly’s Curious Creatures is the only place that keeps tarantulas on hand. Mexican red knee us the most common, and the cheapest.” As she spoke, she pulled out her phone and called someone. “Hey, sweetie. Have you sold any Mexicans lately?” She looked at Toad. “Is he the first one you got?” “It’s the first one here. The other clubhouses have also gotten them."

But this was important, it has to be done. “Quit pouting. We are just going to coax some Mexicans.” Xander nudged my shoulder gently, and I glared at him. “The same Mexicans who are lunatics?” He had to be kidding. Mexicans were unruly, very crazy. And there was no predicting what they would do at any moment. Those fuckers in cowboy hats really had some loose screws. They came off as peaceful folks, but I knew firsthand what they were capable of. And t was not lovely.