Thursday, July 5, 2012

Definition of a Mexican Standoff

You need to move.
no.
Really, you need to move.
no.
I'm serious dude, you really need to move.
no.
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7 comments:

  1. AnonymousJuly 6, 2012 at 11:08 AM

    Who won?

    Tina

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  2. JoanneJuly 6, 2012 at 4:27 PM

    Talk about your irresistible force meeting your immoveable object...

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  3. am I a grownup now?July 8, 2012 at 2:32 AM

    This reminds me of a childhood poem I used to love, Overheard on a saltmarsh,

    Nymph, Nymph, what are your beads?
    Green glass, goblin. Why do you stare at them?
    Give them me.
    No.
    Give them me. Give them me.
    No.
    Then I will howl all night in the reeds,
    Lie in the mud and howl for them.
    Goblin, why do you love them so?
    They are better than stars or water,
    Better than voices of winds that sing,
    Better than any man's fair daughter,
    your green glass beads on a sliver ring.
    Hush, I stole them out of the moon.
    Give me your beads, I want them.
    No.
    I will howl in the deep lagoon
    For your green glass beads, I love them so.
    Give them me. Give them me.
    No.

    Harold Monro (1879-1932)

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    1. Ray the Blind DogJuly 8, 2012 at 5:35 AM

      oooooh, nice and weird at the same time. Love it.

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  4. TonkaJuly 8, 2012 at 3:40 AM

    Priceless - I will laugh about that one all day

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