Archie, what have you found in the sea that you bark so madly? The damn cork, I can almost see that it's empty, and I even cut myself with the effing cutter trying to open a bottle. Hihihi, I can almost hear Jim, Madame Tarantino, are you messing with me again? Thank God it opened; it's good that the handwriting can still be seen. I, Mary Phelps Jacob, solemnly swear that I will discipline any tit, of any size, shape, or colour, for the immortalization of women's freedom of movement. What is that sketch, Madame Tarantino? grinned Jim, Seems to be your gran'ma's bra.
(Translated by Alexandr Cotar / University of Bucharest, Faculty of Foreign Languages and Literatures, MTTLC, year II / Corrected by Silvia Petrescu, coordinator of the translations)
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