Saturday, 11 February 2017
Sunday, 5 February 2017
The farmer and his sons
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Keep silence!
"Stop laughing so loudly, people will think you are nutty as a fruitcake"- I said to my roommates after watching a comedy film. If you know, I live in a Hall of Residence and walls between neighboring rooms are very thin and everybody, especially resident porter, could hear us, but apple-pie order must be there the whole time. If it really so hard to use you noodle and keep at least a little silence in the room? I do not understand . So, when my friends were red as a beet and were ready to go bananas laughing, I remind cold as a cucumber. Without doubts I was anxious inside and was ready to make mincemeat out of them immediately. "Keep quite" - I screamed loudly but with cutting no ice. Word for word we managed to make a real rhubarb, which transformed to a broil. "Oh my poor head" - said our neighbours which came into the room and suggest us an offer in the table. Honestly, it was more than light - only dont watch any film together in future, especially in the Hall of Residence.
Our topic connect with food, so I use my noodle and write about it. Furthermore, in my salad days I wanted to be a cook. But everything changes with time and now I want to bring home the bacon and have own luxury restaurant.It is only a pie in the sky but let's dream. First of all, my restaurant will have an impeccable service and a live music. Secondly, a cuisine and an atmosphere will be international and sophisticated. Nevertheless, prices should be reasonably and people will understand it is offer on the table. Peachy keen desserts will be a feature of my restaurant. If I be cool as a cucumber and tough nut to crack I'll have everything. Besides, I should remember that the proof of the pudding is in the eating and I can be left like a lemon.
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