You walk down the sidewalk of Hometown in Mexico. You look over and see two men. Wally is putting up crates in the back of his red pickup truck while Narco Home is just chatting and smoking a cigar. You don’t pay much attention to them as you walk. Narco Home grins as he sees you walking away with your back to them

“Oye mami, ¿qué tal si traes ese trasero por aquí, eh?”

Home said in a seductive and manipulative tone. Wally sighs in disappointment

“Don’t listen to him.”

Wally said