Problem: Let me add on the bullfights since I think people would picture these differently . Basically to watch it you climb up onto stands made out of some kind of bamboo ( by climb i mean by ladders or well climb ) . To be in the bullfight all you have to do is climb down on the other side of the stands and suddenly you are in it . There s usually a few bulls loose ( my time there was only one ) and there s a bunch of drunk guys with their pink and red ponchos goading a very angry bull .

Which country is notorious for bullfights ?

A: Spain

Problem: In the absence of communication , fantastical not quite real scenarios grew out of nowhere . Amongst the hair brained weird shit that cropped up was my wife checking my soon - to - be - deleted Facebook profile to see if I was still listed as married to her . Fucking hell - That 's just out there .

What might be the reason my wife checked my facebook instead of asking me directly ?

A: She thought that I might lie to her and wanted to see for herself .

Problem: I did n't care that people were watching us . I ' ve never felt that safe before . I mean , I 'd hugged you a week before - twice . The first was after you gave me that Harry Potter book and a bar of delicious Godiva chocolate .

Who was it to that the narrator was hugging in public ?

A:
The narrator was hugging their boyfriend in public .