I do not find the Portuguese language to be particularly interesting.
I have no interest in traveling to Portugal. I have no interest in traveling to Brazil. I have no interest in traveling to Angola either. I cannot stand traveling or meeting new people. New people are the worst.
Nevertheless, when my uncle told me I couldn't learn Portuguese, I learned it just to spite him. My uncle is such a jerk. I spent twenty years mastering the Portuguese language just to teach him a lesson. That'll show him! Guess what Uncle Wally? I learned Portuguese.
I can't wait to see the look on my Uncle Wally's face when he finds out I learned Portuguese. All he does is sit around and watch a VHS copy of old episodes of The Best Damn Sports Show Period.
Uncle Wally can't even speak Portuguese.
Wait...
I guess Uncle Wally would have no way of knowing if I actually learned Portuguese or not.
Is this a prank?
Was Uncle Wally pranking me?
Now I'm even more mad, in two languages no less.
Ai meu Deus!
Now, to spite Uncle Wally, I will hit myself with a baseball bat in an attempt to unlearn Portuguese.
That'll show him.
THE END
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