What follows is from the journal I kept when I was in Brazil about four years ago.
I met some Germans at a bar on a little island and we hit it off. Lars and Frank were visiting their friend Ferdinand, who was interning with Siemens. We shared a few jokes and I learned a little dirty German and hit on some local girls. Ferdie pulled me aside and asked if I was going to be there the next day. I said yeah and he told me his girlfriend was going to come up for a visit and she was going to bring a friend, only her friend wasn't that attractive. Would I entertain her and make the sacrifice. I told him "Sure, I'll play wingman. You're a good enough guy." We started talking about the concept of the Wing Man and I asked him how do you say I'm the Wing Man. I think it was "Ich bin ein Fluegel Mann." My German sucks so that might not be right.
Anyway, the next night I met up with them again and Ferdie introduced me to his girlfriend,Stella. I started in on the whole "Streetcar" thing, you know where Marlon Brando is yelling "STELLA" while standing in the rain? No one got it. But they were good natured about it. Stella introduced me to Inacia, her friend my buddies wanted me to keep occupied. She wasn't the best looking girl I met in Brazil but she had the best body I'd seen in a long time. With her limited English and my limited Portuguese we barely communicated properly but we had a great time. We spent almost every moment of her vacation on the beach, in a bar or in my bed. Nice girl.