Amit örömmel tanultunk, soha nem felejtjük el... (Alfred Mercier)

2010. szept. 26.

Carlos és Jennifer

Szombat délután a tűzraktérbeli haladó csoportból egyebek közt ez a történet kerekedett ki. A fickó szerepét természetesen egy hölgy, a hölgyét egy férfiú játszotta, kiválóan és nagy sikerrel.

Mint mindig, most is az mp3 meghallgatását javaslom először, másodszori hallgatásra nézzétek a szöveget is. Íme a hang itt van, jobb kattra letölthető.

Ha már meghallgattad, íme a szöveg:


Carlos bought a Hummer H2. Well, almost. The seller (the guy who sold him the truck) was not quite honest. He cheated Carlos. The H2 was a fake. It wasn’t genuine. It hadn’t been made in the US. It hadn’t been made in Russia. It had been made in China.

But Carlos was happy. He thought his H2 was genuine. He drove it along Kiraly utca. He enjoyed it immensely, but then he felt he needed some exercise. He jumped out of the truck, ran behind it, and started to push it with his right index finger, while waving the keys wildly in the other hand, looking around to see how the girls were looking at him. The street was busy, and there was a beautiful girl, window shopping on one side. Her name was Jennifer. She had come to Hungary to discover her roots (her grandparents had emigrated from Hungary in 1956). Carlos saw her and felt he needed even more exercise. He picked up the truck with one hand, still waving the keys in the other. Jennifer however didn’t notice him. She was concentrating on a Persian rug in a shop window (there are several carpet shops in Kiraly utca). She was beautiful as she waved her head romantically to the rhythm of the thought, ‘It’d be nice to buy the rug, it’d be nice to sit on the rug, it’d be nice to fly the rug, it’d be nice to fly away with a Persian prince, or an Afghan warlord, or a…’

Suddenly, she heard a loud yell. It was Carlos. He yelled, ‘Hey babe, how’re you doing?’ Startled, Jennifer turned back (she didn’t notice the paparazzo who was hiding behind a tree, secretly taking photographs of her). Jennifer looked at Carlos who was walking up to her with the keys in one hand and the H2 in the other. He looked really strong and really cute. ‘Can I take you somewhere, darling?’ he asked. ‘Anywhere,’ she whispered.

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