Don't Look a Gift Trojan Horse in the Mount
What follows is a transcript for a video that I have uploaded to YouTube. If you want to see this transcript as a video click on the following link: Don't Look a Gift Trojan Horse in the Mouth.
Based on a true myth, based on potentially true events.
Odysseys pushes the Trojan Horse toward the gates of Troy.
Odysseys: Hello, we would like to surrender if you don't mind.
Trojan 1: Halt! Who goes there!?
Odysseys: The Greeks of course and we come baring gifts
Trojan 1: Wasn't there an old proverb about not trusting Greeks with gifts?
Trojan 2: That doesn't sound familiar to me.
Odysseys: Not sure why such a proverb would even exist. We Greeks always give the best gifts.
Trojan 2: What exactly are the gifts you are bearing?
Odysseys: Well... the gift is a giant wooden horse.
Trojan 1: Well, but that is a gift.
Odysseys: We bring our unconditional surrender. That's also a gift.
Trojan 2: That's great and all, but what are we supposed to do with a giant wooden horse?
Odysseus: It's common knowledge that Trojans love horses and I think it would make a nice decoration in your king's palace. Don't you think so?
Trojan 2: That's true, we do like horses. In fact some of my best friends are horses.
Trojan 1: I don't trust these Greeks. We have been fighting them for ten years.
Trojan 2: Ah, come now. It's a giant wooden horse. What's the worst that could happen. It's not like it's going to murder us in our sleep.
Odysseys: Not to be rude, but you shouldn't look a gift horse in the mouth.
Trojan 2: Yes, don't be rude Damocles.
Trojan 1: He's a Greek, our sworn enemy. They've literally killed thousands of us.
Trojan 2: But they're surrendering and besides they have a giant wooden horse as a present for us.
Trojan 1: You Know what. I think this needs the king's attention. I'll go get him. Don't let him in until I come back with the king. You understand me... boy?
Five Minutes Later.
King: OK, so where is this giant wooden horse you were talking about.
Trojan 2: O, the horse you mean. The Greeks left it at your palace.
King: Great, you have earned yourself a promotion. Well done. Damocles you're fired.
Trojan 1: But why my lord? why? I am your loyal commander. Trust me. He's a Greek.
King: He's Greek, who cares? He brings a gift. Now leave me Damocles. You are fired... once more.
Trojan: Very well, I'll leave now.
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