Uma possível comparação entre a performance masculina e comboios.
Archive for month: Dezembro, 2013
Estação de Barcelos.
Uma foto feita na Quinta de Gatão.
Uma cerveja e dois copos.
My neighbour’s cat was lolling around enjoying a languid sunshine.
‘Hello pussy’, she said when I crossed with her.
‘Ma’am respect I’m cute. but not pussy!’
‘I was talking to my cat, not to you,’ she replied.
‘Yeah, yeah – fake excuses!’
O 2 sabia-se par, mas andava sempre sozinho. Dividiu-se e na separação encontrou os gémeos 1 e 1. Os 1 sabiam-se ímpares, mas faziam um lindo par.
The 2 knew to be even, but he was always alone. He split and in separation he found twins 1 and 1. The 1s knew they were odd, but they made a lovely pair.
You want HUMOUR, or even humour, or only HuMouR, or humor, or for the most exquisite hUmOUr this is the book for all of you?
An what you will get?