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Thursday, July 14, 2005

Juan and Pablo and The Great Feud

The year is 1967. Juan and Pablo, the Gringo brothers come home late one night. The '59 Dodge has a headlight broken out and a cracked windshield, the door panel on the driver's side has been kicked in. Both are limping. Pablo is missing a tooth, Juan's glasses are broken and his right eye is developing a shiner. The brothers both have torn clothes and bloody knuckles.

Papa Gringo is shocked. "What happened to you?"

"Well, I overheard you talking to Mama about what terrible neighbors and enemies the Barringers who farm off to the south are," Juan slurred through swollen lips, "so we went over and called them out and had a big fight right in their yard."

Papa Gringo yelled angrily, "Your Mama and I were talking about the Rubels who live north of them, the RUBELS! The Barringers aren't our enemies!"

"Uh... Dad.... I think they may be now."

If it didn't happen, it should have.


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