My military uncle once told me that in times of war, prisoners are sometimes locked in a room into which is pumped the sound of a crying baby for hours on end.
Well, Oscar, whatever you need to know, you can stop crying - I can't take it anymore, I am ready to talk!
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- The rat and the monkey
- I, La Gitane, am a monkey. A metal monkey, to be precise. And Krusty, well, he is a rat. No, not the evil type of rat with red eyes and bushy, diseased fur. Nor is he the type of rat that has several monkeys at once. At least I hope he isn't. No, he is a water rat. And together, we plan to take over Hong Kong, one delicious roast goose at a time...
Oh, and by the way, obviously, the copyright to all of the content on this website belongs to its creator and if you should want to reproduce any part of it, you should ask for her permission first if you don't want to be taken to court. So there.
1 comment:
Ils ont toujours autant d'imagination ces militaires.
Bises
René
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