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by alshu » Tue Dec 24, 2019 4:07 pm
coldie wrote: ↑Thu Dec 19, 2019 8:38 pm
Влиза в някаъв бар, някаъв брадат и гологлав - т.е. селския бияч по холивудските стандарти му се прави на интересен. После ги избива.
Влиза Coldie в бар и крещи свадливо "Кой майтапчия тук е боядисал спидера ми в зелено?". Става AlShu, оригва се, избърсва с ръка бирата от брадата си, попива я в "бялата" си фланелка и казва "Аз и кво?".
Coldie със значително по тих и угодлив глас "Ааа, нищо нищо, вече съвсем е изсъхнал и можете да го полирате.".
5 и 6 си бяха направо стандартен Star Wars и ме зарадваха повече, 7-мицата е обратно мандалорщина.
The coffee had been steadily growing more and more execrable for the space of three weeks, till at last it had ceased to be coffee altogether and had assumed the nature of mere discolored water — so this person said. He said it was so weak that it was transparent an inch in depth around the edge of the cup. As he approached the table one morning he saw the transparent edge — by means of his extraordinary vision long before he got to his seat. He went back and complained in a high-handed way to Capt. Duncan. He said the coffee was disgraceful. The Captain showed his. It seemed tolerably good. The incipient mutineer was more outraged than ever, then, at what he denounced as the partiality shown the captain’s table over the other tables in the ship. He flourished back and got his cup and set it down triumphantly, and said:
“Just try that mixture once, Captain Duncan.”
He smelt it — tasted it — smiled benignantly — then said:
“It is inferior — for coffee — but it is pretty fair tea.”