See Facebook regarding my book. You know, the one I haven't written and probably never will. However, I do work on the plot every once in a while. I have a fertile imagination, just have problems connecting characters, plots, logical sequences, beginnings, middles and er ahem...ends. I'm good at titles and general ideas though (cough).
I had the idea that our CIA girl assassin has gotten a little tired of her captivity by the Taliban. She doesn't get enough sunshine, the food stinks and she is caught up with all the chapters of "Dies The Fire". So she decides it is high old time that she got rescued. So she teaches the Taliban a Maori war chant. Since Maori does not translate well into Farsi, she teaches them the English version that she knows.
Prepare your feet, stamp with fury and gusto
It is death, it is death
It is life, it is life.
Behold the hairy man who reigned in the sun so it shines.
Arise! Arise!
Rise up to the heights to the rising sun
It is death, it is death
It is life, it is life.
Well they practice a lot.
The next time they went out on patrol, they assembled on
a close hill side. The got into formation and began to chant, wave their guns, slap their thighs, slap their arms, slap their chests and roared the Haka. A CIA spotter reported the activity. They called
back and confirmed, "They have our girl! Call in a Seal team!"
See Facebook the Haka video, it is very impressive.
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