BajaNomad

About Gringos

Packoderm - 3-6-2005 at 12:16 PM

Some gringos are alright. (Usually the ones we personally know are the ones that are ok while the ones we hear about are no good.) There are gringos, and there are P-nche gringos. P-nche gringos are the bad ones who should act more like the Mexicans. I could go on and on; but really, if you substitute some of the connotations (with names such as ****** [N-Word] and such) it's still the same old conversation. A bunch of crap really.




[Edited on 07/17/2004 by Packoderm]

Bruce R Leech - 3-6-2005 at 12:24 PM

makes sense to me. I think you are on to something.:yawn:

JESSE - 3-6-2005 at 12:38 PM

Isnt it the same as Chilangos and capitalinos here? both are from Mexico city, but Chilangos are loud mouth, obnoxious, know it alls, the others are just regular Mexico city citizens.

I think theres Americans and Gringos.

El Jefe - 3-6-2005 at 06:16 PM

Verse l:
He lay face down on the desert sand
Clutching a six-pac in his hand
Too much tequila, I thought he was dead
Looking more rumpled than an unmade bed
But a spark still burned, and I liked his wife
So late that night I saved the life
of Gringo
(Refrain: Gringo, Gringo)

Verse 2:
I nursed him ?til the danger passed
The days went by, he mended fast
Then from dawn ?til setting sun
He practiced having Baja fun
Hour on hour I watched in awe
No human being could match the guffaw
of Gringo
(Refrain: Gringo, Gringo)

Verse 3:
One day we rode the mountain crest
And I went east and he went west
Out on east cape I opened a bar
While he broke the fun meter near and far
An arrogant attitude brought ill fame
All through the land they called him the name
P-nche Gringo
(Refrain: Gringo, Gringo)

Verse: 4
I knew some day we?d face the test
Which one of us would be the best
And sure enough the word came down
That he was holed up in the town
I left the buggy in the street
And I went in alone to meet
Gringo
(Refrain: Gringo, Gringo)

Verse 5:
They said my boozing was next to none
But my afternoon drinking had just begun
When with shaking hand he grabbed my wrist
And forced a shot glass into my fist
And I was looking for the door
But I knew I?d have to drink some more
with Gringo
(Refrain: Gringo, Gringo)

Verse 6:
I guess we had been there quite a while
When I finally saw him smile
He slowly lowered his glass, and then
He said to me, ?We?re pedo, friend.?
And so at last I understood
That there was still a spark of good
in Gringo
(Refrain: Gringo, Gringo)

Verse 7:
I blocked the path of his retreat
He turned and stepped into the street
A taxi knocked him to his head
A moment later he lay dead
The town began to shout and cheer
Nowhere was there shed a tear
P-nche Gringo
(Refrain: Gringo, Gringo)

Verse 8:
The story spread I had been able
To drink the Gringo under the table
And it was just the years, they say,
That made me put the bottle away
But on his grave they can?t explain
The tarnished shot glass above the name
of Gringo
(Refrain: Gringo, Gringo)
(Refrain: Gringo, Gringo)

bajalou - 3-6-2005 at 08:18 PM

Keep um comming El Jefe



:biggrin:

tim40 - 3-6-2005 at 11:54 PM

El Jefe...I see a big new career a head of you...

surfer jim - 3-6-2005 at 11:56 PM

:lol: I love it....

Price - 3-7-2005 at 01:43 AM

RIGHT ON !!!!!!!

Very insightful there Pac

jrbaja - 3-7-2005 at 10:02 AM

wish Ida thought of that:lol::lol::lol:

woody with a view - 3-7-2005 at 08:35 PM

nice...