So, what do I do? In the words of Jack Donaghy: "Be an American. Call it in."
Or maybe I'll sleep on it. In the meantime: ¡Viva Mexico!
Friday, September 17, 2010
¡Viva la Revolución!
I came home today to find the words "Viva Mexico" written in hot pink chalk on my neighbors driveway in what I'm assuming is the handwriting of the little girl that lives next door. Should I be worrying about a revolución? All I know is: I'm not gonna underestimate her. First generation kids of Mexican Immigrant parents pack quite the punch. They unfairly end up with two native languages (usually speaking Spanish scary fast), play soccer hella-well which equals the foot speed of a raptor, and can swing a stick at a piñata or your head with deadly precision and strength. If they decide to fight back or just fight we're goners.
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3 comments:
hilarious. good thing the little girl lives next to some truly cultured people who appreciate all flavors. good luck!
Just wait until the Korean little boy on the other side writes the Korean equivalent of "Long live Korea!" on his driveway. When that happens, it's past time to leave. You're a goner.
I wouldn't worry too much about "the revolution." Yesterday was Mexico's Independence Day.
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