sábado, 9 de octubre de 2010

The Man in the Mirror

He looked at himself in the mirror as he straightened his tie.




“You are not good enough for her” he said to himself, but the man in the mirror did not stop.

“Why are you doing this?” He asked, yet the man in the mirror gave him no answer.

He met his gaze and both of them looked away very quickly, none wanting to show the other what he was thinking.



One was thinking, “this is crazy, you are going down like Dillinger, crazy fool” but the other thought “ I have to try”

They both loved her very very much.



He gave up on the tie, he picked up his jacket. It had just come back from the dry cleaners and looked shiny and dashing. At least that's what he thought when he saw himself.



In an instant his eyes darted to the hat-rack to his left. Did he dare?



He picked up his black fedora and placed it on his head at an angle, so half his face was covered in shade.

“ Honey, I'm gonna make you an offer you can't refuse, go out with me”



He swapped it for his baseball cap bearing the AC-DC logo

“Baby, Let there be rock! Come and shake me all night long because I am thunderstruck!”



“you look like an idiot” said the man in the mirror

“Oh so you are talking to me now, are you?”

“Maybe”

“Well look at this!”



He put on a cowboy, “I'm gonna ride you and tame ya like a wild texas horse! Yee haw!” he said in a southern accent



and they both roared in laughter.



“you know, if we wanna be there, I should start moving”

“Well” said the man in the mirror, “Actually I was thinking its not such a good idea, we don´t even have a decent hat yet! You should stay and we pick one”

“Oh my god! You read my mind” He answered, “Its almost like we're the same person!” and he picked up his cell to call her and cancel, actually, maybe an SMS is better.....


-DM
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