Danas odem u dućan i tak vrzmam se okolo,
ko prdac u gaćama i kod jedne gondole naletim na tipa i prodavačicu.
Neki strenđer. Melje nekaj na engleskom, ova nikaj ne kuži,
sva zbunjena, smotala se.
Tip mi poznat.
A di sam ga vidil, a di????
Priđem i velim:
-Sir, can I help You???
-Ooo, Alexxl, it's you, Thank God!!!
Jebo te, zbunil me, a znam da ga znam.
Valjda sa nekog sajta, pitaj dragog Boga.
I joj, da mi Blog super, da ovo, da ono.
Utijebem, jesam li Interplanetarno popularan.
Pa, kak radim te fotke, pa kak ovo, pa kak ono?
Rekoh:
-shorten the story, what is a problem???
-whatever,.... I need toothpaste!!!
Pogledam, a ono sto vrsta kaladonata,
u kutijicama, sa granulama, bez granula,
sa ovom kemijom, sa onom,
Te u tubi
i sine mi
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-Ser William,
u tubi, or not tubi!
-can in a tube.
-So, how to, that you have come here in Denmark?
-Ahhhh, something stinks and it smells!!!
-Ahhhh, so mean?
-Jooj, let me recite that part of your book,
what if, when He, "the one",the actor, holding that ghastly skull,
in his hand, please.
- Alas, poor Yorick! I knew him, Horatio: a fellow
of infinite jest, of most excellent fancy: he hath
borne me on his back a thousand times; and now, how
abhorred in my imagination it is! my gorge rims at
it. Here hung those lips that I have kissed I know
not how oft. Where be your gibes now? your
gambols? your songs? your flashes of merriment,
that were wont to set the table on a roar? Not one
now, to mock your own grinning? quite chap-fallen?
Now get you to my lady's chamber, and tell her, let
her paint an inch thick, to this favour she must
come; make her laugh at that.
-Ah, what, that one "in a tube or not tube. "
-Maaa, it's the Beatles,.....Let it be!
I tak si mi poslje gud bajišemo i čiča mića,
gotova priča.
Valjda bum sad mogel zaspati!
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