Originally posted by Body Movin'
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So you could slap on a Stetson, kink around in chaps & spurs and play with Hank's flesh-shank up over yonder, beyond the prying eyes of your purdy little women.
But while you playing cowboys on the madre, Ol' Juan Carlos had a thought, "Let 'em keep the dust, amigo. That dumb gringo left his door open, and ain't nobody home." Nobody but Mary Lou and her sweet little gingham getup.
So now Juan Carlos is stoking a real man's fire under your wife's britches with that Latino heat. Stretching out on your couch. Eating from of your refrigerator. And watching your damn T.V.
Shiiite. He's the real America. That ain't no victory on your part. That's the very definition of Viva Mexico!!
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