"While traditional bingo with relatives held each year as from December 30 to January 2 in the parking lot of Ikea Goteborg, your brother convinced you to accompany him to pick mushrooms in a thicket not far from his home, where he said: "There are some mushrooms ...." So this morning you got up at dawn and there are baskets in hand through thick woods accompanied among others by his faithful talking cat named scamp. At some point, however you came across a number of fungi inhabited by the little creatures blue stripped to the waist and your traveling companion went berserk, started screaming, "I will take you, take you, then, my brother here, I turn into gold and I will become rich, rich, rich." "
The idea of \u200b\u200bturning gold beings in white tights are not bad, but the fact that your brother will get rich thanks to you not like it much. Decide that the best thing is to make gold even your brother in law ( which also weighs a ton and a half) and used to do these three items you have for the case in the backpack: a pear, a donkey and a manger of Olympic target.
A-First I get rid of cat-in-law and saying that I have an attack of diarrhea explosive, and I'm going to get rid of the bush, but given the heavy Christmas Binge is better if you away x nn feel the smell ... So I go around the bushes of berries and position un'ingegnosissima puff-trap by digging a hole whose depth is eight inches on the ground, placed over the target, and as bait left on the ass of the manger ...
just hide behind the bushes that come the time zero curious little men ...
just arrived at the target, say, plastic on the donkey while Vanity salt x want to have a photo, the weight of small blue creatures will give the card of the target, so as to imprison them DEEP in the hole ...
Then I get out of the bushes to catch the Smurfs, using the basket that I had taken mushrooms xi .. At this point I headed to the mushroom-shaped houses, shouting loudly that I have seized all the Smurfs, and I want a ransom: the formula x transform living things into gold!
Papa Smurf, got a sense of responsibility, even to deliver his puffolini, comes out of his house, and I reveal the secret (A magic formula that secrecy can not write;)
Morale, just know the formula, x I take this opportunity to turn into gold all the smurfs, their houses and even the puff-berries on the bush ... then came the cat starts to meow Birba drawing attention ... "Poof!" he too turns to gold ... since I'm allergic to cat hair I could not resist ... + Collected all the gold in the basket, cover it with the target, so that my brother can not see it ... and going home with him, chatting of the + and - and why your cat has run away, but quiet that we find him safe at home ... here we go on the machine and transform it into pure gold with the famous incantation, after which descend into the city to one of those shops that buy gold now in cash, and sbologno smurfs, berries, mushrooms, and cat-in-law, but the negotiations do not go by my rules: transform also turns out that the seller of gold, and I have to x load in the car to go to another store "buy gold" ...
once you find a seller not stingy, I convert all the gold in grand sounding, step in the bank to pay them on my private account and I'm going home ... And to the question of my sister, "how did it go? Have taken something? " I say "Is your husband wanted to walk back the cat alone x try mushrooms ... I have not found, only a wild pear" and I celebrate the taste ... x (Contributed from Samuel and slightly modified)
B- I understand now that my brother is crazy! it is true, the question of talking cat should have tipped you off, and also the history of UFO with marzipan into little red riding hood was unlikely, but now I have confirmation of turning gold into the little creatures of up to six grams? Then the jeweler that you devalues \u200b\u200bthem and gives you a maximum of 20 €? Pure madness! But I'm smarter! First I have to remove my brother in law. Looking in my backpack I have an idea. I tell him, "Before we start let us make a pear." He is known addict, misunderstands and runs to the car to look for a spoon, syringes and so on, all objects that also potranno tornarmi utili. Ora devo stanare i puffi. Con l'asinello insceno un presepe vivente; i puffi, si sà, sono cattolicissimi (anche se 'sto villaggio popolato solo da maschi mi fa pensare che qualche eccezione la facciano) e si precipitano: chi vuol fare il bambinello, chi il pastore, molti la pecorella (mah...), fatto sta che in due minuti sono tutti riuniti. Scatta la trappola. Metto la pera, con conficcato il mio coltellino, al centro del bersaglio e insceno l'atterraggio di un disco volante. Con le mie doti da ventriloquo faccio parlare la pera, che dice di essere stata ferita e di aver bisogno d'aiuto. Il rosso del centro bersaglio fa molto sangue e questo rende la scena credibilissima.
I puffi non possono refrain from assisting a child of mother nature, are also talking a pear, so rush on the target, which I now flinch capturing. E 'fatta.Prendo from my pocket the small chemical kit that I carry with me always, knowing that the symbol is Au gold and blue is a primary color, I can easily distil a liquid rich in azzurino puffosità.All' arrival of my brother I say, pointing to the liquid: "Try this stuff, it's the end of the world, old man!". He did not do it again and starts to inject. Then use the cat to lure the kitten Birba Comma, who lives near there (as well as in the heart of all of us ...). Comma arrival of my brother in law has a temper tantrum, resulting in a discharge adrenaline, and this reacts with the good-natured puffosità turned into a golden statue.'m rich! I decide not to revise at home, as the relatives could stay a little 'banned; childbirth instead for the tropics with Miss IKEA, which combines the beauty of the convenience of being where you want (in this case in my cabin) and excellent cooking reindeer meatballs! (Contributed by Giovane_skywalker)
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