Thursday, February 10, 2011
Fashion Inspiration Board Test
Last night my dad human does something really bizarre.
takes three plastic cups and some biscuits.
He sits down next to me.
Flips in the glasses and one of them puts a crunchy.
At that point, my attention is on him.
closely monitors his movements.
To say everything, I honestly do not know what we should go for a crunchy under the glass.
In any case it seems quite interesting and continue to follow scrupulously.
the rest ... I have a hunger ...
At one point the father tells me that under the brittle glass.
I go to eat.
But he was faster than me, we call on the glass, covering it.
I look at him puzzled.
It 'obvious that I have a huge question mark that I float on the head.
He tries again.
discovers the glass. I see the
corccantino.
avvivino me to eat it. He
, fast, still covers it with his glass.
"What are you doing?! - I thought - I take around?
Me wants it to or not 'I'm crunchy?
I can take?
E 'banned?
... But if I take it then punishes me?!
Well, I have to do dad?!
can not be a bit 'lighter? "
With these thoughts in my head hairy brood, look at his fast hands repeat the movement.
" Ok dad.
Stop joking .
E 'useless you do turn the glasses upside down.
I know perfectly below which is the crunchy.
do not sniff it too?
E 'something so amateur ...
You can mix them all you want, but for me it is always a little game of puppies! "
Nothing.
he continues.
At one point, I take courage.
I go with the nose to the glass only containing the crunchy.
push him a bit.
Then some more '.
mica ... I'm sure I'm doing something permissible.
And if she yells at me?
I look at him.
does not seem upset.
continue to push his nose.
One, two, three times.
At the end of the glass cade capovolgendosi.
Il croccantino è lì sotto e me lo mangio veloce.
Guardo subito papà con aria interrogativa.
Avrò fatto bene?
Avrò fatto male?
Oddio! Forse ho fatto male.
Magari non dovevo mangiarlo.
Magari mi era permesso solo guardarlo...
Ma quando i miei occhi incrociano i suoi, lui sorride e comincia a carezzarmi dicendomi bravo.
Bravo! Bravo!
Sarà...
Se lo dice lui...
Ora amici, io non ho capito bene perchè sono stato così bravo.
In ogni caso, quello che continuo a domandarmi è:
MA NON POTEVA DARMELO DIRETTAMENTE DALLA MANO 'STO BENEDETTO CROCCANTINO, WITHOUT me to do all those silly STREAM deficiency?!?!
I admit, I certainly will not be an intellectual
.... but humans are sometimes just weird ...
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