Which Reminds Me

Yes, now I can see that you were expecting me to sing that familiar little ditty, that sort of goes, "How much is that little Cuban doggie in the window, the one with the wiggly and/or wagging tail?" in memory of that guy from Hialeah but that would be a useless lie. I don't have any need a weird Cuban who lives in his own separately mysterious Planet Cuba. Not to burst his bubble, but I really wasn't that interested. Sometimes it is just not worth the effort of trying to be friendly and then you end up tripping on all these weird triggers. Just forget about it. Needless to say.