About a month ago at work, the lady next door dropped off a box of donuts for the kitchen staff. Naturally, I wanted to try all of the donuts. But being the unselfish person that I am, I did not want to eat every single donut. So instead, I just took a tiny bite out of each one, you know, to make sure that the rest of the staff would not be left donutless. Hugo saw me doing this and then narced me out to the cooks, who mistook my unselfish act for something less favorable. So since then, I have dubbed him “el puerco chismoso,” which roughly translates to “the gossiping pig.” This was his response:
