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Tuesday, November 16, 2004
The Horse
Translated from Anand's post. I got nothing to do in the morning and after I shot down a few waves of minimally exceptional customer, I decided to do some translating with some hombre nigger twist, so here goes:
On a fine day, a headbanger husband was relaxing while smoking his weed when suddenly the wife comes in holding a frying pan. BANG! She knocked on the husband's head. The husband was astounded and asked: "Goddamn bitch! What's wrong with you? Why did you put that shit to a nigger's head?"
The wife then answered: "Take a good look at this shit!" as she showed a piece of paper that writes: Mary. The wife suspected the husband has an affair with a woman named Mary.
The husband immediately answered: "Cool down, bitch. It was some shit down the race track. I bet on them horses yesterday and her name is Mary."
The wife was satisfied with the husband's explanation and continued with her chores.
After a week, as the husband was smoking his newly improved import weed, the wife came in again and BANG! She knocked his head even harder this time. "F*ck bitch! What is it this time?"
With a sly look, the wife handed the phone to the husband: "Your horse called."
Guess it shows that I'm really addicted to this new game, Grand Theft Auto 3: San Anderas...
On a fine day, a headbanger husband was relaxing while smoking his weed when suddenly the wife comes in holding a frying pan. BANG! She knocked on the husband's head. The husband was astounded and asked: "Goddamn bitch! What's wrong with you? Why did you put that shit to a nigger's head?"
The wife then answered: "Take a good look at this shit!" as she showed a piece of paper that writes: Mary. The wife suspected the husband has an affair with a woman named Mary.
The husband immediately answered: "Cool down, bitch. It was some shit down the race track. I bet on them horses yesterday and her name is Mary."
The wife was satisfied with the husband's explanation and continued with her chores.
After a week, as the husband was smoking his newly improved import weed, the wife came in again and BANG! She knocked his head even harder this time. "F*ck bitch! What is it this time?"
With a sly look, the wife handed the phone to the husband: "Your horse called."
Guess it shows that I'm really addicted to this new game, Grand Theft Auto 3: San Anderas...
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