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Just breath normal, Clara.
Todd, I told you about the coast in confidence…
Photo courtesy of Amy W.
Notebook found in Seoul, S. Korea.
(81 votes, average: 3.64 out of 5)
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I breathe the see hair
“Well Clara. If I give you aalift home,what’s in it for me?”
Clara: ‘Sand.’
Clara’s lying
She left her compunction in her other pants.
I like it at the theathide when there’s a breathe.
Clara was a “little” over weight, so she ought a black ‘Seal-skin” one-piece swimsuit.
It almost got her drowned.
She went swimming in it. Every time she tried to get to the beach, two dozen lifesavers would grab her, tow her out to sea, and set her loose.
bought.
Breathe not of the powder, sprinled by voluptuous Korean ladies, my son.
sprinkled
She said “hi” without compunction? What, she thinks she can travel to the coast amd then just say “hi” as if everything’s normal?! How dare she!
Your words are a breath of fresh err.
Good place to righted it down.
She said hi without compunction; well, that stinged me.
“So, hangin’ out at the waterfront again?”
Saying “hi” without com-punctuation, however, is just plain bizarre.
They forgot the “R” at the end of “BREATHE”!
That’s what Shi said
– ”Take my breathalyzer away …”
Clara would have a lot more adventure than she planned, if she let the Doctor take her to the coast.
IMO, the worst part of this text is that it’s unclear whether Clara is the “me” or the “she”. Or maybe Clara is talking to herself.
I’m so glad it’s only Engrish!
@EffEff | 4:26 pm: Who? 😛
@Long Tom | 1:23 pm: Yes, it should be dot-dash-dot, then at least it would make some kind of sense in Morse code. 😉
Must be Ivory Coast!
Doctor: “Now Clara big breaths.”
Clara: ‘Yeth and I’m only thixteen too.’
Clara loved a trip to the coast,
But the part she liked most,
Was to screw without compunction,
Every man whose organ would function,
And fifty a day was her boast.
OK! I don’t give a damn.
Don’t take a fligging breath then.
And Clara replied “Boy, are my arms tired”.
Keep calm and Clara on
Compunction (noun): a feeling of guilt or moral scruple that prevents or follows the doing of something bad. Hm. I wonder what the narrator thinks Clara got up to at the coast…