Hola! El Ojo! Donde Beano?

     Maybe I met the man of my dreams in this mornings light? As the sun begun to climb over the deserts hills he smiled at me as he removed the stacks of  bread from his towering 18 wheeler. In broken Spanish he asked if he could ask me a question. I expected “Banos?” Instead he said, “you have beautiful eyes. They are blue” Then he farted. It was so sexy! True love!