The Bad Guys

Sitting in an uptown pizza place near an Hispanic family and trying to eavesdrop in on the rapidamente Spanish of their four or five rambunctious little boys, I know I got two words for sure: just as a slightly larger bowl-cut little niño was about to hit his slightly smaller, bowl-cut younger hermano, the aggressor loudly proclaimed himself--as if he were claiming Lebron James for a driveway basketball game--"THE TALIBAN!"