Vasilisa Premudra

četvrtak, 23.11.2006.

Ovca beuce

Ne bleji, nego beuce. To je Vanjina provala. Ja pitam je li ovo ziva ovca ili neka igrackica? (bas ma zanimalo sta ce mi rec, a ono ovca od drvene daske s nalipljenom vunom odozgo i posadjena na kola doli, ali ispusta ovcje glaaase) - a ona mi odgovara "pa ziva je, cujes da beuce?" Macka mijauce, ovca beuce. Skroz logicno.
Tako je moja prija Ornella sa Sicilije, kad bi je pitali zasto ima zavoj na ruci, ogovarala "zato jer je slomila jedan mali kostic." Most, mostic; kost, kostic.
Ovo je trebala bit mala baza prije pocetka price, ali nista od price. Vanja je u elementu, mister Hajd se probudija, moram se ic nervirat.
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