Tuesday, December 1, 2009

Memorable Monologue: Nacho Libre


When the fantasy has ended and all the children are gone,
Something good inside me helps me to carry on
I ate some bugs
I ate some grass
I used my hand to wipe my tears
To kiss your mouth I break my vows
No no no no no no way Jose
Unless you want to,
Then we break our vows together

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