Showing posts with label Venezuelan Voodoo. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Venezuelan Voodoo. Show all posts

Wednesday, March 31, 2010

So I Used to Eat Wood...


I ate the wood off my crib. I ate the fur off my stuffed animals. It looks like someone took an electric razor to them, but nope it was just little ole Car. For years, I thought my father called me "Dynamite". One day I said something about it to my brother and he goes "He's not calling you "Dynamite". He's calling you "TERMITE" (he's Venezuelan so there's the accent and all).

So there you go. Carla Fun Fact.

I never ate a role of toilet paper though. Glue, yes.

Thursday, March 4, 2010

The "Venezuelan Trick"


Wicked (my cat) has the hiccups. He's right by his water bowl and I so wish I could make him do the "Venezuelan Trick". I call it that because this Venezuelan (Dad) taught it to me and I believe said "This is what we do in Venezuela". Well it's like voodoo to me, but it works. For years I've made people do it and then they are converts. Nothing stops hiccups like it. Fortunately the internet has supplied me with a photo of some girl attempting it.

All you do is drink backwards out of the cup like she does and you are cured almost immediately.


You're welcome.