Feb. 10th, 2011 11:26 am
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На днях прочел(к сожалению не полностью) новую книгу Кристофера Хитченса Hitch-22.
Прикладываю маленький отрывок о его первой встрече с Maggie.

Within moments, too, I had turned away and was showing her my buttocks. I suppose that I must give some sort of explanation for this. Almost as soon as we shook hands on immediate introduction, I felt that she knew my name and had perhaps connected it to the socialist weekly that had recently called her rather sexy. While she struggled adorably with this moment of pretty confusion, I felt obliged to seek controversy and picked a fight with her on a detail of Rhodesia/Zimbabwe policy. She took me up on it. I was (as it happened) right on the small point of fact, and she was wrong. But she maintained her wrongness with such adamantine strength that I eventually conceded the point and even bowed slightly to emphasize my acknowledgment. “No,” she said. “Bow lower!” Smiling agreeably, I bent forward a bit farther. “No, no,” she trilled. “Much lower!” By this time, a little group of interested bystanders was gathering. I again bent forward, this time much more self-consciously. Stepping around behind me, she unmasked her batteries and smote me on the rear with the parliamentary order paper that she had been rolling into a cylinder behind her back. I regained the vertical with some awkwardness. As she walked away, she looked over her shoulder and gave an almost imperceptibly slight roll of the hip while mouthing the words “Naughty boy!”
And the worst of “Thatcherism,” as I was beginning by degrees to discover, was the rodent slowly stirring in my viscera: the uneasy but unbanishable feeling that on some essential matters she might be right.


Jun. 25th, 2010 04:54 pm
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His faith was based on an emotional turning of the will, unsupported by logic or science.

The Economist on Martin Gardner
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Choose a job you love, and you will never have to work a day in your life.

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Наполеон простужен был
В бою при Ватерлоо.
Вот почему в последний час
Ему не повезлоо.

Он мог бы въехать на коне
Под триумфальну арку!
Но насморк подкузьмил его -
И все пошло насмарку.

Мог победить Наполеон,
Когда бы не форсил
И вместо треуголки
Ушанку бы носил.

Не пил бы он воды сырой,
Оделся бы теплоо -
И никогда б не проиграл
Тот бой при Ватерлоо!

(Спайк Миллиган)
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Рассказывали мне об одном парне, большом любителе порнофильмов. На просмотре оных
заработал себе одну прелюбопытную особенность: при звуках немецкой речи у парня немедленно
начиналась эрекция.
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А кто не пьет? Назови! Нет, я жду!


Dec. 16th, 2009 03:25 pm
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Отныне я буду ходить как корова на пуантах
По горло в снегу, на Шотландском высокогорном лугу.
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Religion is not the opiate of the masses... Religion is the placebo of the masses

Dr. House
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Я вас люблю. И даже возможный триппер меня не остановит.

Сергей Довлатов


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