I really like this one. Its an old Polish proverb. When you find yourself getting drawn into the insanity of others and you know you shouldnt even be arguing it, you simply say, “Nie mój cyrk, nie moje małpy.” In case youre not Polish speaking, it means, Not my circus, not my monkeys. Isnt that kind of like a breath of fresh air? Speaking of fresh air and Polish people, Brad, do you remember the Chimeleski street dance in Warsaw? Trying to keep up, dancing with all the old, some of them very old, Polish women, who as they spun around the street would literally knock you off your feet if you didnt dodge them? The little tanks that they were could run over anything or anyone, never miss a step... totally unphased.
Posted on: Mon, 16 Jun 2014 21:56:08 +0000
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