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I only hang out with exceedingly intelligent people. I swear. Just try and follow this email. thatMarygirl wrote: > > If I worked in a lab, I'd randomly shout Eureeka! Just to boost morale, you know. By the way, do you speak any Spanish? because you look like a Mexican I know. Here is what they replied:
Un poquitico. Trato de hablar y escribir más ahora. Puede ser difícil And finally, this is what I replied:
This is you, only translated.
A poquitico. Treatment to speak and to write more now. It can be difficult when your people cannot practice the same one. And it is easier when you have somebody interesting one with who you are wanted to speak. Or that special person to do a Cuban and to give candle by the ass. She is thus, you know. Me, only much more amused than I was 5 minutes ago. I'll try Italian today.
I'll go ahead and translate that for you. Don't mention it. No, no, really. My pleasure.
I especially like the part about doing a Cuban and giving candle by the ass. I'd forgotten how brilliant you are. Now, get your ass over here and make me some damn breakfast. I love using Italian swear words! Super. What the fuck do you do all day? Sorry. Had to use fuck, at least once. Give a girl a break, I'm in class and I keep snorting/giggling and my teacher already hates me. At least I can content myself with a little "fuck-fuck-fuck the fucking fucker-fuck-fuck" at 8:00 in the morning, seeing as how I have to endure her garlic-onions-chocolate-maybe peanut butter-cigarette breath, right?
Now - just so you feel better - here is my attempt at Italian translated correctly - and by correctly, I mean by someone who thinks that just because they speak Italian daily, they know. I appreciate particularly the part approximately making a Cuban and to give to the candle from the forgotten ass shining how much you are. Hour, obtains your ass and renders me one here sure first cursed breakfast. I love using the Italian I swear the words! Excellent. Which thing swept you ago all the day? Spiacente. It has had to use the swept one at least once. It gives to a girl a breach, they are in the code category and I maintain snorting/giggling and already teaching mine it hates it. At least I can satisfy with a small "fuck-fuck-fucking the fucker-fuck-fuck" to 8:00 to the morning, seeing like as I must resist to its breath of the butter-cigarette of the peanut of the garlic-onion-chocolate-perhaps, right? |
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