Lost in translation
Apr. 1st, 2011 12:15 amSo. My life has officially turned into really bad fanfic, because I appear to have accidentally gotten married.
Apparently if you eat a tukka fruit at the same time as the person you're standing next to, it acts a marriage ceremony. Somehow, the Lenarii don't consider this essential information when handing out those tasty little plum-like things, so I bit into mine right after Kurt, who was with me on this little cultural exchange program to the city of El-Naar a few hundred miles to the west of our embassy, and poof. Married.
Everyone at the reception started cheering, and a few of them even ran outside to pick some flowers and throw them at us. Kurt and I, of course, could only stand there staring at each other wondering what the hell was going on.
Dor got a big kick out of it, because he's a JERK (I hope you're reading this, Dor). Then he informed us of the reason everyone was acting like we'd just won the lottery or something equally magnificent.
I must have looked really pissed, because my little purple penguin friend quickly said that divorce was just as easy should one find oneself in this predicament. All Kurt and I had to do was throw a tukka fruit at each other, and we would be legally separated. Kurt's a nice guy and all, but I feel no particular compulsion to be married to him, so we tossed the fruit at each other. Then, with what I must admit was a certain amount of glee, I lobbed another one at Dor.
...Apparently that means we're now brother and sister. I guess I'll be invited to the Lenarii equivalent of Thanksgiving with his clan this year.
In other news, I heard that a round trip flight out here has gone down to a couple hundred dollars. You should all come visit me. It'll be like Vegas, but with aliens!
( What in tarnation? )
Apparently if you eat a tukka fruit at the same time as the person you're standing next to, it acts a marriage ceremony. Somehow, the Lenarii don't consider this essential information when handing out those tasty little plum-like things, so I bit into mine right after Kurt, who was with me on this little cultural exchange program to the city of El-Naar a few hundred miles to the west of our embassy, and poof. Married.
Everyone at the reception started cheering, and a few of them even ran outside to pick some flowers and throw them at us. Kurt and I, of course, could only stand there staring at each other wondering what the hell was going on.
Dor got a big kick out of it, because he's a JERK (I hope you're reading this, Dor). Then he informed us of the reason everyone was acting like we'd just won the lottery or something equally magnificent.
I must have looked really pissed, because my little purple penguin friend quickly said that divorce was just as easy should one find oneself in this predicament. All Kurt and I had to do was throw a tukka fruit at each other, and we would be legally separated. Kurt's a nice guy and all, but I feel no particular compulsion to be married to him, so we tossed the fruit at each other. Then, with what I must admit was a certain amount of glee, I lobbed another one at Dor.
...Apparently that means we're now brother and sister. I guess I'll be invited to the Lenarii equivalent of Thanksgiving with his clan this year.
In other news, I heard that a round trip flight out here has gone down to a couple hundred dollars. You should all come visit me. It'll be like Vegas, but with aliens!
( What in tarnation? )
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