Läks kord õpilane Mari kooli

Läks kord õpilane Mari kooli

Mari midagi aru ei saanud. Aga see oli ainult tema teine päev. Õpetaja juhtis Mari ja ütles, "Laps räägib siis kui kana pissib".

Kana, vahepeal täielikult aru. See oli kahetsusväärne. Majahoidja suutis Höyhentää, kuid mitte kuiv õpetaja märkmeid. Või tema kleit; mitte, et ta ei paku.

Pärast puhastamist kuni õpetaja teatas valdkonnas reis, ja me läksime metsas jalutades. Andri ja Grete läks kaduma. Kuulsime karud Ohver, millele järgneb karjed.

Translated into English, that is "The sidewinder sleeps tonight and Dr. Seuss is on the loose. The payphones no longer work because they were side-jacked by some jungle cats who

ring the bells throughout the night at random times like they did at the Alamo. Their labyrinthine intentions are transmitted by each peal that hits you, relentlessly, like waves

of caramel Frappechino, bringing any trespasser to their knees. Only a true teenage white girl could navigate this chasm without succumbing to the caffeine high. Deborah knew that

she was the one true teenaged white girl to do it. She gulped down her Frappechino, wiped the foam from her lips and leapt into the void. For a glorious moment she hovered in space

but then was brought down by her weight. You see, Frappuccinos have a nickname: Fatuccinos. And this innocuous white teenage girl had had too many.