What's a dilemma and how to get stuck on the horns of one?

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What%26#039;s a dilemma and how to get stuck on the horns of one?
A dilemma, which is Greek for “two premises,” has been likened to the front end of an angry and charging bull.





Just stand in the way-- beware- physical ailment is most likely to occur.
Reply:Hahahaha .... TD and USS Badger (FF1071). We were tied up to the pier in Pearl Harbor. The USS Goldsborough (DDG-20, a battle veteran)





You see this is his dilemma is not remembering correctly time structure, he really only served on the %26quot;Hunley%26quot; . Gee he is really old.
Reply:sounds as though you are stuck on the horns of a serious dilemma.





it is a cheap, tough new car. the Dilemma, great gas mileage and the horn plays your all time favorite song.
Reply:a dilemma is not something that can be touched by another, they tend to be hermits and are illusive. They dwell in the back 80 of the wildest territory untrodden by humans.


Dilemmas are similar to Mooses, they have antlers instead of horns. Lots of little branches stemming from one root.
Reply:?????????
Reply:Its not an animal!! A dilemma is a situation with no clear answer, a quandry, or when someone has a decision but isn%26#039;t sure what to do. To get stuck on the horns of a dilemma is a figure of speech. Situations can blind-side you - kind of like getting gored by a rhinocerous horn!
Reply:Run backwards at full force.





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Reply:Story time...It%26#039;s hard for me to choose a favorite...here%26#039;s one I wrote down just the other day. I don%26#039;t know what made me remember this.





I was Petty Officer of the Watch onbaord the USS Badger (FF1071). We were tied up to the pier in Pearl Harbor. The USS Goldsborough (DDG 20, a battle veteran) was coming toward us to tie up along side us. I was watching the proceedings. The OOD has his head up his asp, looking the other way. They called out %26quot;Heaving Line!%26quot; and threw the monkey paw right at the back of the OOD%26#039;s head. I watched the whole thing, in slow motion. It was a perfect throw. The nylon wrapped lead ball was heading right for the bullseye. For a few seconds, I thought about what to do. I really wanted to let it land on the mark. I never took my eye off it, or him. About a foot from impact, I reached up and snatched it out of the air, with a POP! in my hand. The OOD turned around and asked, %26quot;What was that?%26quot;





Nothing, Sir...





The people who watched later complained about my interference with a perfect shot...



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