ok, eu tentei traduzir o negócio, e não estava indo nada mal. quer dizer, até a parte das rimas do Dr. Seuss. well, de qualquer forma, se EU traduzisse, vocês não iam entender nada, mesmo.
leiam, me fez rir durante horas. =D
WHY DID THE CHICKEN CROSS THE ROAD? [
por que a galinha atravessou a rua?]
KINDERGARTEN TEACHER: To get to the other side.
PLATO: For the greater good.
ARISTOTLE: It is the nature of chickens to cross roads.
TIMOTHY LEARY: Because that's the only trip the establishment would let it take.
EMILY DICKENSON: Because it could not stop for death.
SADDAM HUSSEIN: This was an unprovoked act of rebellion and we were quite justified in dropping 50 tons of nerve gas on it.
RONALD REAGAN: I forget.
CAPTAIN JAMES T. KIRK: To boldly go where no chicken has gone before.
HIPPOCRATES: Because of an excess of phlegm in its pancreas.
GRANDPA: In my day, we didn't ask why the chicken crossed the road. Someone told us that the chicken had crossed the road, and that was good enough for us. And that chicken didn't just cross one of these new-fangled roads either, noo…that chicken crossed uphill, both ways.
LOUIS FARRAKHAN: The road, you see, represents the black man. The chicken 'crossed' the black man in order to trample him and keep him down.
MARTIN LUTHER KING, JR.: I envision a world where all chickens will be free to cross roads without having their motives called into question.
MOSES: And God came down from the Heavens, and He said unto the chicken, "Thou shalt cross the road." And the chicken crossed the road, and there was much rejoicing.
FOX MULDER: You saw it cross the road with your own eyes. How many more chickens have to cross the road before you believe it?
RICHARD M. NIXON: The chicken did not cross the road. I repeat, the chicken did NOT cross the road.
BILL CLINTON: Let me make this clear. I DID NOT have sex with this chicken. I did not give this chicken any gifts. This chicken, if it did cross the road, must have had legitimate business on the other side of the road. I have eaten chicken in the past, but Hilary and I have worked through those issues.
DR. SEUSS: Did the chicken cross the road? Did he cross it with a toad? Yes! The chicken crossed the road, But why it crossed it, I've not been told!
MACHIAVELLI: The point is that the chicken crossed the road. Who cares why? The end of crossing the road justifies whatever motive there was.
JERRY SEINFELD: Why does anyone cross a road? I mean, why doesn't anyone ever think to ask, What the heck was this chicken doing walking around all over the place, anyway?"
FREUD: The fact that you are at all concerned that the chicken crossed the road reveals your underlying sexual insecurity.
BILL GATES: I have just released the new Chicken Office 2000, which will not only cross roads, but will lay eggs, file your important documents, and balance your cheque book.
FORREST GUMP: It was not a smart chicken. Mama said crossing the road is like a box of chocolates.
OLIVER STONE: The question is not, "Why did the chicken cross the road?" Rather, it is, "Who was crossing the road at the same time, whom we overlooked in our haste to observe the chicken crossing?"
DARWIN: Chickens, over great periods of time, have been naturally selected in such a way that they are now genetically disposed to cross roads.
O.J.: It didn't. I was playing golf with it at the time.
DIRK GENTLY (Holistic Detective): I'm not exactly sure why, but right now I've got a horse in my bathroom.
THE SKEPTIC: What road?
DANA SCULLY: There is a logical, scientific explanation for the chicken crossing the road. We need more evidence.
YODA: Crossing the road makes not a chicken great.
DARTH VADER: Chicken, I am your father.
NEWTON: A chicken at rest remains at rest. Chickens in motion tend to cross the road.
LUDWIG VAN BEETHOVEN: What? Speak up.
JULIUS CAESAR: To come, to see, to conquer.
SALVADOR DALI: Fish.
GILLIGIAN: The traffic started getting rough; the chicken had to cross. If not for the plumage of its peerless tail the chicken would be lost, the chicken would be lost!
ADVERTISERS: To meet the Budwiser frogs and get a beer.
DOUGLAS ADAMS: Forty-two.
SISKEL: I don't know why it crossed the road, but I loved it. Thumbs up!
EBERT: I disagree. The whole thing left the audience wondering; the chicken's crossing the road was never clearly explained and the chicken didn't emote very well. It couldn't even speak English! Thumbs down!
MOTHER GOOSE: Mary had a little chick, its comb was white as snow. And everywhere that Mary went, that chick was sure to go. It followed her to school one day, at least that's what is told. So it became famous in it's own way, as the chicken that crossed the road.
CHARLES DICKENS: It is a far, far better road that he crossed than he had ever crossed before...
VITO CORLEONE: We made her an offer she couldn't refuse.
SHERLOCK HOLMES: It was not merely that the chicken crossed the road, Watson, but that the three Russian midgets and the Italian oboe player did not also cross.
WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE: But soft, what bird on yonder asphalt trots?
LEMMING: Which road? …I'm there!
DAVID COPPERFIELD: I made the chicken disappear and reappear on the other side.
MARK TWAIN: The news of its crossing has been greatly exaggerated.
HOMER SIMPSON: Mmmmmmm, chicken!
BOB DYLAN: How many roads must one chicken cross?
EINSTEIN: Whether the chicken crossed the road or the road moved beneath the chicken depends upon your frame of reference.
BUDDHA: Asking this question denies your own chicken nature.
RALPH WALDO EMERSON: The chicken did not cross the road .. it transcended it.
ERNEST HEMINGWAY: To die. In the rain.
COLONEL SANDERS: I missed one?
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whydidthechickencrosstheroad.com ]
[quinze anos;]ooolha, acabei de me tocar que esse ano eu faço 15 anos.
[... o_o *esconde o número 13 do perfil do blog ;_;"*]wow, que droga. eu realmente não queria fazer 14 anos, imagina 15.
tipo, 15 anos é um tipo de aviso de
'ÚLTIMA CHANCE', porque mais uns 3 anos e sua adolescência
acaba. que assustador...
ah! por que eu tô com essa sensação de
desespero, com essa sensação de "droga-eu-devia-ter-aproveitado-melhor-os-últimos-cinco-anos"??? quero dizer, eu nem FIZ 15 anos ainda! e mesmo que tivesse feito, não é tão assustador assim, é? a vida continua...
então eu acho que o meu problema que eu já me imagino uma velha solteirona encanada passando as tardes de sábado
sozinha numa isolação máxima assistindo filmes clássicos e comendo barrinhas de cereais. OU PIOR AINDA, uma mãe de família
casada, com um filho pentelho (feito eu?) e um marido gordo e sendentário que só sabe pedir cerveja... acabada, sem perspectiva de vida, sem dinheiro, sem felicidade, sem nada. só o arrependimento do passado nas costas. ou a aflição pelo futuro
inevitável?
para falar a verdade, eu tenho pensado consideravelmente no futuro esses dias. quero dizer, 15 anos são só mais um passo para mais perto da morte, não é? nem adianta viver, a vida faz você
sofrer demais. o que adianta mesmo é olhar em volta para as pessoas que se
preocupam com você e
continuar pelo mundo, aí.
... que depressivo.
DE QUALQUER FORMA, ainda faltam uns bons cinco meses para o meu aniversário. haha, será que eu devo fazer festa ou algo do tipo? siiim, eu poderia convidar 15 garotas pra dançar e obrigá-las a vestir vestidos cor-de-abóbora com bolinhas lilás, mandar os garotos usarem
smokings amarelos com gravatas borboleta azuis, e depois mandar todos dançarem valsa ao som de forró no meio de um buffet infantil.
... ou não O_O"
