Just back from Colombia. I was attending a wedding the day that Colombia beat Uruguay in the World Cup. The tradition is for people to go out on the streets with horns and Flour and flourbomb each other in the streets. I happened to walk out to get a taxi with my wife and mother in law, all of us dressed up for the wedding.
This is the dude who “floured” me in my wedding gear during the celebrations for Colombia’s win over Uruguay. In fairness he only threw a bit at me but Marlenys mam got the full bag whilst wearing a black dress. I learnt what a string of curses sounded like in Spanish that day