Saturday, October 3, 2009

Carbon Fiber Bowling Balls

Nothing?

Torinamo now Ghada's blog: after the official announcement of the publication of the book in Italian on the Arab readers ( http://wanna-ba-bride.blogspot.com/ ) and pending Output in the library, we still read his adventures taken by your blog.

After learning that even Susan's daughter, aunt Nosy is betrothed, Bride tells the minefield that has become for her and her mother their building ....

This is natural, inevitable, logical consequence of the moral and psychological stress load to which she and I are subjected when we put our foot in the building and go up those stairs now turned into a territory where curfew and that we cross on tiptoe, as the best dancers of the famous ballet "The lake of turkeys."
E 'that now people will eat alive. A suitor at every turn rolls down the stairs and the last, the friend Tweety, gave scandal yelling and insulting the hallway (go to read the story of the pretender to number nine on the book that you have not yet bought, sir!) until the affection that still avvertivo da parte dei nostri vicini non è andato a farsi benedire (e vabbé, succede...). Del resto, se ciascuno dei tuoi 13 vicini ti ha presentato un uomo e tu li hai scartati tutti, è ovvio che le scale si trasformino in un campo minato.
A poco a poco la parola "Niente?", con cui mi tartassavano un tempo, si è trasformata da "niente" in "nié" e poi in "nnnnnn", ovvero la lettera n pronunciata tiranto fuori la lingua per un'estensione che può variare tra cinque centimentri e mezzo metro, secondo la capienza del cavo orale e la lunghezza della lingua di ciascuno.

- Allora, cara? Non c'è più nessuno che viene a chiedere la tua mano?
- Ma no, zia! Vengono. It 's just not suited to me.
- Ah, I see, Who can not dance says that the floor is wrong.

- So, dear? Enough?
- But enough of that thing, aunt?!
- No, I say, now is they reject you ... Or are you still send them away?
- A little 'and a bit', Aunt ... Refusal ... is refused ... How normal that is!
- Ah, I see. When one is like bran, chickens scratch around over there.

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