Jacina and Aldo Coelho. I am renting a house in back of their place here in Brazil, but they invite me for dinner all the time. I love them. They speak no English and I speak no Portuguese. But tonight I pantomimed a story about how my dad wipes his boogers on his pants, and then later wipes his hands on his pants to clean his hands. Aldo told me that nobody will want to marry a girl who wipes things on her pants.