Today I went for a walk and I saw a little store named "Angelo". It looked quite nice so I went in to see what they've got there. There were two women working and there were some chairs. Everything seemed like a normal hairdresser's shop. So I sat on a chair and waited for my turn. Then one of the women came to me and asked me what cut I'd like to have. I told her that I'd just wanted my hair cut a little bit. She took the scissors and began to cut my hair. I didn't even notice that the second women tied me to the chair so that I couldn't move anymore. And when I noticed it, it was too late. The first woman stuck the scissors in my head and opened it (my head) with it. I felt like my brain was jumping out of my head and that's what actually happened. I was crying like hell, there's been blood all over the place and my brain was dancing a waltz in front of me. After that the second woman took a hooker and stuck it in the right side of my mouth. The hook was hanging on a rope which the woman pulled as hard as she could. Now I've got a never ending smile on my face. Afterwards she glued some hair to the hole on my head.
So here I am without a brain but with a stupid smile and a new haircut.
2 Kommentar(e):
Ich glaube, das mit dem Englisch lassen wir lieber, nicht wahr? :D
nice story =)
sounds very reliable :)
Noam.
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