Khipper trouble

I am currently attending a conference in Dallas, Texas. Yesterday was our first day and I found myself sitting next to a Venezuelan girl. Half way through the day, she turns to me and says: “Khipper”. She looked me straight in the eyes as she was telling me this. Her eyes weren’t leaving mine. “Khipper” she repeated. Staring into my eyes. Hum, my Spanish is rusty. I haven’t spoken a word of Spanish in a long, long time and I didn’t realize how rusty it was until I came to Dallas (I might have to amend the 5 languages entry in a post below). “Kipper, Khipper, down, broken”. Duh??!! What is she talking about?

Then, her eyes, leave mine, and wonder lower, 2 seconds later she is staring at my privates saying “khipper”. I look down and my Zipper was open!! My white underwear was nicely coming through! For everyone to see!
Turns out, the Zipper is broken and I don’t have another pants with me.

Just thought I’d share with you all that I wear white underwear because it seems that the 5000 people here already know and there is no point hiding it anymore. It could have been worse, I could have been wearing my pink “dentelle” underwear…

Haroun El Poussah