Pohádka na dobrou noc ;)

27. července 2007 v 1:55 | Kyslikus Vulgaris Scotii |  Na počtení
Tak lidičky... takhle to dopadá, když dva češi žijící ve skotsku nevěděj, co v noci dělat. Předem se omlouvám, že je to v dosti neumělé angličtině, částečně vzhledem k okolnostem ;) a také za některá slova, která nejsou zrovna spisovná. Pokud vám ještě nebylo 18, mohlo by následující částečně narušit vaše iluze o světě pohádkových bytostí :))
Enjoy.

[00:02] otec.fura: podme si zahrat hru na pohadku, pripis..... ONCE UPONE TIME THERE WAS KING
[00:02] o2: ok.
[00:02] o2: AND HE WAS WEARING RED SOCKS.
[00:03] otec.fura: OH DEER
[00:03] otec.fura: said one day
[00:03] o2: THERE IS A HOLE IN MY LEFT RED SOCK!
[00:04] otec.fura: I NEED A RED SAW tHREAD, said
[00:04] otec.fura: and called for it
[00:06] o2: AND THE MAID CAME TO HIM AND SHE SAID: OH, SORRY MY KING... BUT THERE'S NO MORE RED THREAD LEFT IN YOUR KINGDOM!
[00:07] otec.fura: get me the golden one said the king and farted
[00:08] o2: tHE STENCH WAS SO TERRIBLE, THAT THE MAID FELL DEAD ON THE GROUND. THE WASN'T HAPPY.
[00:09] o2: THE KING OF COURSE.
[00:09] o2: WASN'T HAPPY.
[00:09] otec.fura: oh deer
[00:09] otec.fura: said the king
[00:14] otec.fura: How I suppose to sort out this? Said king and left the castle dressed as a usher. Walked to the street marked, looked for a golden thread, tolked to himself like - bloody hell, where is the f....g golden threat.
[00:17] o2: And then... He found a house with a big chalkboard beside it. The board said: We have all kinds of threads you can imagine.
[00:18] otec.fura: bloody hell, said the king
[00:19] otec.fura: and an old lady walked near to him said - you swear as a king - and went in.
[00:20] o2: He followed her.
[00:21] otec.fura: How can I help my dear - that the seller asked
[00:21] o2: Well.... I'm looking for a golden thread to fix my socks..
[00:21] otec.fura: Anything particular???
[00:22] o2: Yeah. I want the finest one you have.
[00:22] otec.fura: Oh bloody hell - said the seller.
[00:22] o2: :))
[00:22] otec.fura: You speak as a king my dear
[00:27] otec.fura: The only golden thread in this kingdom is in the kings cellar in the secret chamber. Must be very clever to trick kings watch my dear.
[00:27] o2: Thanks mate. Said the king and farted. The seller fell dead to the ground. Oh shit. I shouldn't have eaten those beans for breakfast, the king said to himself.
[00:32] otec.fura: All those farts killed my maidens - thought the king and picked up some sawing thread and sticked it in his arse.
[00:33] otec.fura: Than he left the store to look for his cellar.
[00:33] otec.fura: Are U still there???
[00:33] o2: jj
[00:34] otec.fura: Asked the king his threat in ass
[00:35] o2: of course I'm here, you smartass. It stinks like hell in here! Pull me out and I'm gonna fulfill three of your deepest wishes.
[00:36] otec.fura: Fuck sick
[00:36] otec.fura: said the king]
[00:36] otec.fura: and farted
[00:37] otec.fura: thanx god I'm out of that stinky hole - said the thread and coloured in gold
[00:38] o2: Well.. that's a nice surprise, said the king. now I can fix my socks with you.

Dobrou noc, děti, dobrou noc, strýčku Fido.
 

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1 Oyta Oyta | 27. července 2007 v 2:00 | Reagovat

well, at zije whisky, my dear. Oyoy

2 Kyslikus Vulgaris Scotii Kyslikus Vulgaris Scotii | 27. července 2007 v 2:05 | Reagovat

Tyo to je dobrej úlet, jak to teď čtu znovu pořádně :))

Dík za kolaboraci Oyto ;)

3 fusekle fusekle | 27. července 2007 v 8:14 | Reagovat

To Oyto, o2: ou dear, I am farting too...

4 Oyta Oyta | 27. července 2007 v 16:50 | Reagovat

Chtelo by to psat dal Tome, nechame to na nenapadne sitove nocni potkavani se sklenici skotske dle klavesnice. Budu se tesit na dalsi tukani.... Oyoy

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