My friend Charlie

Some of you may remember my post about the black dress in Comas that the security guard thought made me look like "Barbie."  Well, today I got an exciting email from Charlie.  I gave him my email address so that he could send me pictures of the birthday party they had for a loan officer in the office on Tuesday.  The Comas office invited me to this party so that I could finally try the famous cuy (guinea pig), but I told them I could not miss a day at the Vitarte office.

In this exciting email, Charlie started off with "Hola, mi Barbie."  Things got worse from there as I looked at the attached photos.  I am nauseated right now staring at this, but you guys just have to experience this. 

Yes, that is the head of the skinned cuy.  He also sent an "after" version when it was fried.  Just for some perspective, below is a photo of Charlie and me, taken by a seven-year-old, which explains why it's so blurry.

Oh dear.  All I have to say.