Adios, Cuba
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Loading ...In an attempt to flee the hard life in their homeland, a group of twenty Cubans secretly left Cuba on a small boat and set sail for Miami. Along the way, the oldest Cuban suffered a serious heart attack. As he lay gasping for breath, the old man made this request to his fellow Cubans, “Please, my friends, I wish to hold in my hands the flag of my beloved Cuba and kiss it before I breathe my last.”
So the rest of the Cubans went frantically searching for anything that had a Cuban flag on it. Since they brought along only their meager belongings, the search seemed to be fruitless until a young woman in her early twenties volunteered, “I had a Cuban flag tattooed on my butt.”
She was quickly escorted to the dying old man. Turning her back to the old man, the young woman pulled down her skirt then her panties exposing the Cuban flag tattooed on her butt cheek. When she placed her butt closer to the old man’s face, the old man grabbed her buttocks with both hands and started caressing her buttocks lovingly and tenderly. Then he started kissing the tattoo on her butt with much passion.
After much caressing and kissing went on for fifteen or so minutes, the old man abruptly stopped kissing and said to the young woman, “Thank you so much, chica. You have made this old man very very happy. But I have one last wish. Be kind enough as to turn around so I can also kiss Fidel Castro goodbye.”