Only In South America

Hey, remember my words on snakes? Well, a couple nights ago, Aaron and I were showering before bed and I noticed a little dude under our toilet (probably swam up the drain). I grabbed the machete we had in our room and had Aaron kill it. Then he finished his shower and we went to bed in peace. The girls say it was poisonous, but we’re learning they say everything is poisonous—even the toads we touch daily. So now we don’t know if it was or not. It had no red color so we couldn’t use the cool little poem. It was merely yellow and black. Oh well. I am sure that there will be more… grr…