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9 марта 2012 г., 17:30
- Doom. Doom. You sound like a funeral bell tolling. Talk like that is worse than swearing. I won't wash out your mouth with soap, however. A thimbleful of dandelion wine is indicated. Here, now, swig it down. What's it taste like?
- I'm a fire-eater!
- Now upstairs, run three times around the block, do five somersets, six push-ups, climb two trees, and you'll be concert-master instead of chief mourner.
